Artistic Ghosts.

Coffee! Yes these pretty lies starts with coffee. Swiftly they’ll hold your hand and gently they’ll kiss your neck. They’ll make you feel indispensable. They scrabble in your home and in your thoughts, also in your entire existence. The home they walked in, which once used to be “my” home, feels like a haunted museum now, its just their memories all around, terrifying us, making it intensely hard to even breathe in there.

They perform ‘love’ for you and in the end its these artistic ghosts who clap the loudest, seeing their art, making a human screem and begging for mercy. They engage you in their act, make you believe for the minutest second, the script was actually true. Then, suddenly the curtains fall and you find yourself weeping.

Soon we get down to the fact that it was just a play! Appreciate them for their performance, clap for them; with them. And then put your feet back to the ground.