Tuesday, March 19, 2013

When It's Dark Outside

Holding a cup of lousy coffee, hanging out on the balcony at 4 o'clock in the morning, watching over the city like a villain or a superhero.
Nobody sees me. It's just me, my camera and tripod and I'm wearing sunglasses to cover  the sadness in my eyes. Too far up in the sky to be noticed, too far gone to return. I think of nothing else but you. And the moments we shared when we used to fly together...