Small Talks

Why not talk about sex while drinking coffee? Let’s tell each other things we always wanted to say. Let’s get lost in the universe full of dreams that never came true and promises that has never been kept. Let’s tell each other sweet little lies in which we can get lost. I could tell you how I feel when you gently touch inner side of my thigh and swipe your finger around my navel. The Velvet Underground plays Sunday Morning for the third time but we’re still drowning in the lakes of our black coffees.

Let’s go on an adventure, huh? Let’s get in the car and ride under the autumn leaves on the trees. Let’s get shitty coffee on a gas station and then kiss each other as if there was no tomorrow. Let me touch you, I’ll let you touch me too.

Love is not forever, my dear. It comes and it goes away. While we still have it let’s make it a love to remember, shall we?

Why should we be ashamed of our feelings? What’s the point of that? I want to tell you how precious you are to me when I still have time. In few days, weeks or months you may not be here with me anymore. There will be another with whom I’ll be creating another story.