Mów mi tak

It's as if someone caught a moment by the tail and refused to let go. The air shimmers with the summer heat, with the words spoken in hushed tones, as if it were a spell against haste and news. The world is on pause, no calls, no plans, just breathing in time with the music and skin that remembers every touch. It's incredibly simple: two people, one feeling, one rhythm. And everything else can be postponed until the end of the world. There's something about this melody that reminds me of old radio hits, where the chorus gets stuck in your head and keeps playing until you start smiling for no reason. It seems that if you listen for a long time, reality really does become softer, and people a little kinder. The main thing is that someone is still saying that "tell me that."