Backstage

It is not strange to claim others exist exclusively for you. All in all, such a statement should prove to be - at the very least - not false. Once I heard a girl saying she liked anybody, provided they had given her something. She meant it, most peculiarly.

It's a relatively easy thing to think that only we are true. And others - just a mirror in which we are to bask. Our midwinter night's dream. This too I find quite near the bull's eye.

But what if it is just the other way round? If I'm but a mere flash of someone's thought? Wouldn't that be... most delightful?


May you sleep well, sleep tight; wherever you are.

1 comment:

Ayami said...

Delightful is not to know...

Behind every mystery lies another mystery. Infinite recession. But you don't need to know final answers— if there be such— and neither do I.