Liza
Instagram: @elizaveta.a.smith
Location: Barcelona, Spain
Date: November 2025
You are always where I am
Yet never where I want you to be.
I’ve seen you… once, twice—
though somehow the distance between once and twice stretches longer than memory cares to admit.
In my world, you existed.
I felt your nearness the way one feels coffee on an autumn morning— warm, stirring, filling the quiet corners of the soul with joy… with fear… with stillness… with something unnamed.
There you are again—
A portrait carved from silence,
A posture painted in patience,
A presence that feels both familiar and foreign.
From the shadows of obscurity
I watch the shape of a mystery I once thought I understood.
In solitude, I feel your nearness; in reality, I lose you— like breath leaving the lungs too soon, a disappointment I exhale unwillingly.
You are always where I am
But never where I want you to be.
Here, next to me.