Emiliano Mancilla

Time and its complexity, what can we do about it my love?

Its composition is so exquisite, elaborated and simple at the same moment, always running, giving and taking, healing and erasing us from existence. 

We have aims, goals that require us to wait, and their brightness is astonishing, so beautiful that we like to be working, visualizing ourselves in the moment, tasting the future. Therefore, we stay focused on the finish line, and suddenly some days pass by that will never come back.

Some events don’t even require much of us, so we keep scrolling down that feed as we are young and life is long and there is time to kill today. 

Nevertheless, as the song would continue, then one day you find ten years have got behind you, no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun. 

And as much as I want to touch you, as much as I cannot wait to kiss you, to feel you, maybe I shouldn’t lose myself in burning visualizations full of lust and emotion. Maybe I should save my fire for when I’m in front of you. Maybe I should stop counting the days as any minute feels like ten eternities in Lucifer’s garden. 

The thrills the present offers don’t look as attractive as your legs, or as beautiful as your face, but if I try, I could find a spontaneous upside, if I start pretending to have fun, I might even have a little by accident. I’ll focus on making the most of everyday, worrying less about the future seems even like an enlightened decision, but of course, when the moment comes, there won’t be anything stopping me from giving you my best.  

One way or another, time is complex and can’t be taken for granted.