In the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere, when everything is going crazy, everybody is talking near me and with me...I can only focus on ...my pulse.
Still beating like nuts, still remembering the previous hours, still being there...
It loses control and goes like crazy....
Come on...focus...calm... breath, breath ....breeeeath.
It did not got out of that land. It stayed there like it never even finished.
My eyes, my hands, my legs...they don't want to follow my orders...it's my pulse that has them.
Please! calm...focus...
But even my thoughts...they are long gone and don't seam to want to come back. I am shaking my head hoping it will help. Going out, smoking a cigarette, this should calm me. Focus!
Pressing my body towards yours just to feel it, feeling your heart beat into my hand...happiness. That is a memory! Damn! I need to focus !
But this is what it's all for...happiness...The smiles, the feelings, the senses, the smells, the touches, the taste ...the taste of happiness...pure happiness.
My pulse...it knows...it knows that it cannot leave the land of infinite happiness no matter how far away it goes.
I can try to control my thoughts, but my heart beats... they lost their clock...celebrating happiness with every moment they feel and remember the explosions of my senses
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