I don’t have many things clear, so I ask myself a lot of questions and sometimes I don’t even sleep

Today I was wondering

how much can one love

I turned around

and again I told myself

that love

cannot be measured

I love you a kilo

I love you three meters

I love you a thousand kilometers

I love you all the degrees

of the parallels and meridians

that separate us

no

no

then I asked myself another question

until when

one

can love

like this

in the middle of nowhere

?

so I drew a line

that in my view

was time

I made several little marks

and a dot

the now

then

when I looked at the past

the now moved

and if I looked at the future

the now also moved

like those Chinese rulers

with little fish

or snails

that I used to take to school

and I would move them

and the little fish would move

and the snails would move

and the centimeters would become inches

and nothing could be measured anymore

because one

was always moving

then I told myself

there is no how much

nor until when

and I got tired

Maybe some song will give me the answer