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They way I walk nowyou’d have a hard time recognising me,on these streetswhere I once imagined walking with you.Hand in hand,like we always did,and it never mattered where we were goingbecause it was all just fine.I was always fine.But they rest restlessly in my pockets now,in a new town,on these new streets,and it’s heavy to stay standingfor my body is half the sizewhen you’re goneand these buildings are tall and old and beautifuland I wonder what secrets they hold.How to stand so proud after so many yearsbecause I’m still young but I feel worn and I get through the days on too much caffeine and mood altering chemicalsto stay awake long enough to make the poetry come alive.I fall asleep on the floor with the music still playingwhen my neighbour leaves for the officeand I’m jealous.I wonder what it’s like to go outside and know where to go,know where you want to end upand just simply go there.I’ve been making lists of things I want to do,where to goand who to be,now that you’re gone,and it’s nice and all,it’s just …I’d rather write it with you,and go there with you.Be thingswith you.There were days when I still put on make up in case you’d come back,but I wear the same clothes and shower in the rain,eat when I can and sleep when I can,which is rare and not often,so if you’d see me nowon these streetswhere I once imagined walking with youyou’d have a hard time recognising me.It takes a lot to run away.
― Charlotte Eriksson,
Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

They way I walk nowyou’d have a hard time recognising me,on...

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