They met at the point of a knife, the strangest of moments projected an infinity of love like no other had descended before upon them. Time became music, wine tasted like kisses, desire made it snow outside. For a week, Veronica and Simon ascended into the clouds and from high above they saw their lives, intertwined, until their very last breath. What Simon didn’t realized, was that the moment they said goodbye, when he cried with a smile while that taxi faded with Veronica, that would be a long lasting farewell. Like earth itself was revolving backwards, slowly cutting out hopes from his hardening heart, like that first knife, reality became the matter of distant dreams…
Dedicated to Veronica & Simon. May life be gentle on you, please don’t give up.
