A pleasant evening, a pleasant evening with an almost perfect evening. A coffee bar, and a long walk: no beer, no strange attraction of games and no sentimentality, not as an evening spent in a long time. An evening to talk, and you're no longer in my thoughts. For three hours I've never thought of, nor have I ever regretted. I was fine, there in the cold to walk, and walk, and still walk. And all the while talking. Surprising as I spoke this evening ... without going into details, but for three hours I was able to hold a conversation, some of which also concerned me. Or maybe that's just me. I do not do requests, I do not care to know the lives of others, I do not care. But it was nice to see that someone is interested in mine. and I was fine, that's what I felt inside, only a profound peace. And you were not there anymore, and not that you take your seat, and never will ... but tonight she made me smile. It distracted me from the usual thoughts. And before returning home, I stopped in the street to roll a cigarette, and me alone in the cold are smoked. Under a cloudy sky, with his nose running down, I stayed there, motionless in front of the front door, watching the thick smoke coming out of my mouth to dissipate into nothingness. I wanted to take a little 'inside that feeling of peace that I know that soon will fade. But tonight I can smile at last going to sleep tonight I will not feel the emptiness that does not make me fall asleep every night, and forces me to curl up in a corner of the bed is too big and too cold. No, I'm here tonight, and there is you, tonight I'm here, and there is a big smile to myself.
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