in hindsight

to love more, or maybe less, to laugh at people using own eyes, to hate until you hurt and not just until you get hurt, to touch and to press more and more, so that maybe something will stay imprinted in your fingertips the day he will never be with you anymore, to drive as you could tear your skin apart yet you could learn in a moment how to rule your tense muscles, to jump on the elevators while they're going down and to run the stairs up, to give hugs starting from the neck, to lift weights and mostly not measured in grams ones, to sleep supine, then not, then yes, then stretch your hands over though nobody is there on the other side, to deal with hardships as if there weren't any other, but above all to scream outside and not inside, because the inside screaming can break everything, whereas the outside just breaks silence [italian was here]