wind

Every night I talk to the wind. I am waiting for him and when he comes… I feel his hands playing with my hair…I hear …whisper that nobody has ever loved me …And never will… I know that…
I look into his eyes and see the end of the world where I am endlessly and hopelessly happy. I know everything myself. Nobody and never.
And every night we fly above the sleeping buildings where people pretend to watch TV and pretend to have dinner…
Trying hard to love each other, every second and minute….trying to be happy…and love each other.
My heart beat follows his and we sing together…the most beautiful song ever…without trying. Nobody and never.
Towns and cities, countries and worlds change…it doesn’t matter…the hands hold me tightly and I am not scared…Nobody and never…And never again.
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She woke up early this morning.
Husband, shower, teeth, breakfast, dress, bus, work, lunch, work, home, dinner, teeth, shower…
This evening she closed the window tightly.