I consent to meet with lonely ...

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1 . Right from the beginning, everything was all set for hovered in between. Somewhere on the word "you", as the word "love". Call each other a lot when English-brother sounds incredibly bitter, because they can not be brothers of each other, when they both understood that my heart aside a certain special compartment to the other .

More than once she ask yourself: "What are we the same?" and more than once that she wanted to ask him: "What are you in him?". Not easy to find a plausible answer, but other questions still go back and forth in her head like trying to find an answer to the emotional capital can not define in words.

Sometimes not need to know what is right, what is wrong. Those at his side, her heart and her police still seem to have too coddled these temporary sweetness that. That they become habits. Not heroin habit, but it makes people addicted. Which drug habits sometimes soul destroying people than heroin. Once accustomed to the presence of someone in your daily life, then just one day without listening to each other not only have much rather bleak. And he's such a habit, her.

Which is not for another. Both knew how stubborn but still walking towards each other. Maybe when together, loneliness suddenly turned less perturbed difference. That human capital we are afraid things unsteady, shaky, whatever you know will go nowhere, they still find each other unconscious.

Two guys meet in a lonely emotion halfway, then turn around and inconclusive relationship that, everything halfway ... Or rather, not everything halfway. His only halfway, and halfway up her feelings halfway. But the pain is something real. It was clear to numbness. Clearly, with an almost tangible ...

 

2 . " He disappeared, I have not bothered? " - His message came on a sunny morning. She did not answer, just listen to his heart beat away a cantilever. Far away from him as an ingrained habit in the blood, though still far from the makeshift police but it was too familiar, to close as our own breath.

Changing a habit is easier said it was not clear, but it is not too difficult. Science has proven, an action is repeated continuously for twenty-one days, will naturally become a habit.

But forget a habit, it is a different story.

Before the day met him, she had met face alone. She met lonely everywhere: between large spacious house only one person, between the coffee shop just a desk she contemplated the flow through glass windows, even amid talk and laugh with acquaintances and not familiar ...

That day, she was lonely for a different kind of peace. Then he came, the definition of "peace" in her changed. It seems that she was no longer feel safe, if not a familiar warmth beside him when stepping through the crowded streets or while watching the street through the window a cafe ...

When words become difficult spot abundance, and it's easy to adapt to a new life rather than from rich back ever sold. Collective well acquainted with loneliness akin to that. Many of the middle of the night awake, looking phone, clumsy compose a message saying she really "bother", and finally the lip up to the draft.

Was soon known not for each other, whether on bigotry should hold a person does not belong to them?




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