Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Another time

Young love in the 80s/90s

There was a time when you had to take things slow and be patient.

The only thing you had with you was the face of the girl you saw, no instagram, facebook , number exchanges on the first time. If it was an unknown girl you just had to physically go to the same place again and hope that you find that girl again

When we used to love, we live in the moment of our personal movie scene. I mean its a time where life has not become a race. Nobody is trying to get ahead of anyone, nobody is worried about their virtual images, nobody worried about likes or followers. we look like  teenegers.

If that love grows, probably we would parted their ways after some time. But right in this moment we were actually living. Not expecting a lot from life. I mean I would have been frustrated for being there inexperienced , doing a crappy  job, instead of doing something that I can post on Instagram.

These times have made us fight to be successful and to win at something at any cost, instead of winning at living. Images like these remind me what I am missing. 

I still feel nostalgic about something while thinking of this.

My heart still trembles when I remember that she was once mine and I was hers for a day

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