Ordinary person3

Ordinary person3, oil on panel, 25.5 x 25.5cm, 2024

I wanted to die, but I couldn't, because if I did, we'd never see each other again. 

But then if I stay alive, I have nothing to live for. 

You were still inside me, wandering around together between dusk and dawn with me. 

All I had left were my two legs, and it didn't matter anymore what I liked. 

The only thing I could cling to was to keep walking. Until there was nothing left of me. And yet, everything I passed by was not you. 

I was furious that I was passing through moments that aren't you, and that people don't know how I feel and say things to me. 

Please hurt me and them, both of us. May these moments with me be their worst memories. So they…

When I was finally dying, I liked it because it would be a new beginning.