Berlin
Senior Lister
As I alighted the psv I asked myself for the umpteenth time, what it was exactly I expected to hear from Emily. You see, our relationship had wilted like a burgundy colored rose and turned into ash. My heart was in tatters and my anguish was palpable, I truly had believed to be invincible in our affections.
I walked in the growing dusk my mind on a repeat of James Blunt track 'beautiful', oh did she love it when I called her so. Stopping at a kiosk I asked for a pk to scent my God awful breath which was a mixture of 3rd generation alcohol and BAT products.
Having insufficiently masked my odour I proceeded to the emotional guillotine, a foot reluctantly placed before the other.. On and on till I arrived at our rendezvous, I dialed her number and politely told her that I had arrived.
She murmured she'd be down in a few, just as as she had so many times before. I gazed at the sliver of the moon hidden by fluffy Grey clouds and for a while let my fluttering heart get lost in the untouched beauty.
A soft touch on my elbow brought me back crashing to reality, and there she stood. So beautiful to behold yet the distant disinterest so obvious.
'well?'
'I'm sorry, I don't know how to say this..'
A golem in my soul suddenly roused itself in impatience and I couldn't take the drama anymore, it wouldn't make any sense asking why I was stale milk to her cereals. I could see that I was an inconvenience and I felt the drawing it out was growing useless and unkind of her to me.
'do you still wish to be left alone Emily?'
'I don't know.. yes'
Enough games, better to be done with an act than to be teased and taunted endlessly. I held her left hand and kissed it gently fighting back torrents of tears from my eyes, then stepped back as for the first time in my life I felt pain I never believed possible.
I turned on my heel and walked away biting on my trembling lower lip determined never again to let my impressionable mind behold the magic of love.
Hello red pill
I walked in the growing dusk my mind on a repeat of James Blunt track 'beautiful', oh did she love it when I called her so. Stopping at a kiosk I asked for a pk to scent my God awful breath which was a mixture of 3rd generation alcohol and BAT products.
Having insufficiently masked my odour I proceeded to the emotional guillotine, a foot reluctantly placed before the other.. On and on till I arrived at our rendezvous, I dialed her number and politely told her that I had arrived.
She murmured she'd be down in a few, just as as she had so many times before. I gazed at the sliver of the moon hidden by fluffy Grey clouds and for a while let my fluttering heart get lost in the untouched beauty.
A soft touch on my elbow brought me back crashing to reality, and there she stood. So beautiful to behold yet the distant disinterest so obvious.
'well?'
'I'm sorry, I don't know how to say this..'
A golem in my soul suddenly roused itself in impatience and I couldn't take the drama anymore, it wouldn't make any sense asking why I was stale milk to her cereals. I could see that I was an inconvenience and I felt the drawing it out was growing useless and unkind of her to me.
'do you still wish to be left alone Emily?'
'I don't know.. yes'
Enough games, better to be done with an act than to be teased and taunted endlessly. I held her left hand and kissed it gently fighting back torrents of tears from my eyes, then stepped back as for the first time in my life I felt pain I never believed possible.
I turned on my heel and walked away biting on my trembling lower lip determined never again to let my impressionable mind behold the magic of love.
Hello red pill
