Love letters from Bohemia

xxxiii.

When you played that tango tune from the other side, the world became simple like it was in the beginning, a glass ball with two lovers dancing inside. Everything that came before was black and white and everything that came after was blue, full of 90s nostalgia, like the shadow of a dream  that you can’t remember when you wake up, but sticks to the back of your eyelids and follows you around for the rest of the day.