Yeah, it’s a coincidence. It’s a coincidence that today is my day off and I’m alone, lying on the couch with no one around. That it’s a cloudy day out there and the rain is waiting for me to pretend to go out to start falling. That, in conclusion, my horizontal version is the one that is going to persist for a few more hours.
It’s a coincidence that I woke up weird, low or sad, as it is not usual in this hurricane speed streak that I have been living lately where I don’t have time for anyone or for myself.
It’s a coincidence that I’ve been listening to those ads for a few weeks asking for the annual gift that I can’t give you for the past ten years.
It’s a coincidence that today (I am not going to say I did unconsciously) I checked my agenda until I stood on you, just because, yes, I still have you written down and saved, as if one day your name would appear on my screen.
Yeah, it’s a coincidence. It’s a coincidence that I would give you a cuddle, hoping you’d give it to me later. It’s a coincidence that I would ask you to keep reloading my energy every time you saw me weak. It’s a coincidence that I know how lucky I am to have had you.