(* The original post written in Bulgarian dates back to 9 March 2014. As I promised in the Who I am section, I am translating the five posts from last year that, according to WordPress, gained most popularity.)
it’s been long gone
the skin I used to touch
gone are the eyelashes that would make the tears pause
on their way down
on a June morning
gone is the hair I used to brush
and the hairs I’d roll up around my finger
the winter was mild
and yet, little by little
the winds peeled away
the remains of kisses on the lips
we mourn for those who pass away
but we don’t notice how we go
there are no urns for who we used to be
and no burials
there are only
vacuum cleaners
microfiber clothes
and bathroom sponges
my darling
i wipe you off the screen of my computer
off the sides of the books
and off the negatives
please, be so kind
to be kinder
with every skin you change
i’ll be kinder, too
i promise
P.S. (partly inspired by a conversation with my friend Misho. Misho, thanks!)