En vannlilje

 Du er en gul vannlilje

Du blomstrer i mai.

Når vannet blir varmere hver dag

Du er en skjønnhet som flyter i stillvann

Overraskende hardfør til tross for din delikate fasade

et ganske stort smil med hvilende øyne

Du er en gull vannlilje

Snart er det slutt (eksisterer som en klisjé)

Dine øyne skinner som solen

Når du lener deg mot meg

og prøver å høre hva jeg sier

Smilet er ditt, hjertet mitt er ditt

Er det veldig klisjé?

Å ha følelser som ingen andre ser

Å ha følelser som ingen andre føler

Er det ikke klisjé?

At jeg skriver dikt

Når jeg bare har følelser

Er det ikke så underlig?

Hvordan du kan knuse hjertet mitt 

Uten en anelse om at du gjør det

Men det er jo ikke du som knuser det

Det er bare jeg som fyller det

Med håp og kjærlighet

Det er jeg som er problemet

Igjen

Men det skal ta slutt 

Snart 

blir det bare små biter av det igjen

Jeg tror jeg liker å elske noen

uten å si et ord

det skaper en fred i tilværelsen min

Men jeg aner ikke hvorfor...

Waterlily

I think it's nice that we share the same night sky

Isn't it miraculous that we were born in the same century?

I could have been born in 18th or 16th

You could have been born in the 17th or 15th

There was a huge chance for us to not even say "hi" to each other

But NO

We were born in the 21st century

On top of that, same year, 2005

Me in January, you in May

You are a yellow waterlily

You bloom in may

When the water gets warmer every day

You are a floating beauty

Surprisingly hardy despite your delicate facade

Resting eyes with a pretty big smile

You are so unreachable

makes me wanna dive in

It's cold and dark in here

I can't reach your roots

They are so deep down under the lake

But I am still diving anyway

Now I am afraid to reach you

One move could change everything

I don't want you to fade away

I won't make the move

I won't dare to touch you

You are beautiful where you are now

I'm floating on the lake

The waterlily on my left

It's so sweet, peaceful and quiet

I guess I'll let you be like this

doomed bummers

We: the ones who think, thinkers...

We are people who are doomed to unhappiness.

Please let me see, please let me in...

If quantum entanglement is real

Which is when two particles act as if they communicate 

FASTER than the SPEED OF LIGHT

So when one of those particles spins up

We know that the other one is spinning down

Even from a very long distance

Particles are communicating and acting

As if they communicate with one another

There is evidence, that this is a real thing

John Clauser, Alain Aspect, and Anton Zeilinger

They earned the Noble Prize for Physics in 2022 

For working and succeeding in this experiment

Therefore

Despite the practical challenges;

If we can send one of those particles into a black hole

And the other one is held here on earth

Maybe?

Maybe, we could measure what is happening in the black hole

By measuring what is happening with the particles here on earth

Maybe we could get a glimpse of what is happening in there?

Love license

I like to find kind sweetness in little things

Like when I jump on to the school bus

And the driver waits for passengers to sit

He won't drive untill everyone is settled

There is some kind of love in this behavior

I am a student and I met infinite amount of 

Busdrivers and taxi drivers

There are some that won't even say "hi"

There are some that won't smile at you

There are some that won't wait for you to sit down

There are some that looks angry

Finally there are some that loves their job

I understand why drivers can be grumpy

It is not an easy job after all

I don't judge them if they do their job

Just to make some money 

It is their right to have this job

But life would be a better place if

They could be what they ACTUALLY wanted to be

Because they would smile, say "hi" and wait untill I sit down

If they liked their job

What is love?

I have been asking this to myself for a long time 

What is love?

I am not sure but I think I found the answer 

Love is not constant

Everyone cant define love

Or no one can understand it

Because it is a variable

It changes from person to person

It is all a matter of perspective

And I found out what love is

In my perspective

And I warn you, that you may not understand

What I mean by what I will say

Because it is my opinion

About love

SO

Love is; 

When I feel that someone actually gives a damn about me

When they make time for me, even if they are busy...

(they don't even need to meet me...or they don't need to message me... don't misunderstand this... I just need to know that they think about me... naturally because they care)

When they try to communicate with me and ask me questions about myself

When they ask me if I am hungry or if I need something from the grocery store

When they try to be the best version of themselves, but also very vulnerable 

When they look at me, in the eyes...and explain that they are alright without a word

When they hug me without a sexual desire, just because they CARE and because I am a PERSON, not a toy

When I feel like I can be the real me with them, the aggressive and gauche me

When I can be like a child with them, and when I don't even have the idea of them judging me, because they don't make me feel judged

When they can stop their physical desires, but listen to their heart and soul...and let me hear it

When I can feel free to argue with them, knowing that we will both say sorry at the end

When I can say all the bad words to them and they can say all the bad words to me...but we always try to fix those words with good ones...

When they take responsibility for little things

When they enjoy the little things we do together, maybe just because we do it together

Love is real when they say "why?" in response to my "I don't love you!" 

This, happened just once.. 

And I don't think it will happen again.

Maybe something similar, something familiar.

But no.

Real love comes once in a lifetime, right?

It did come to me, but I wasted it.

Now it's time to suffer.

Or maybe I am lucky enough to ACTUALLY meet someone (not find, I am TIRED) who actually gives a damn about me...?

We will see in the future.

And this is the closure.