Adam

a year ago you broke up with the love of your life, Mark, you had known him since you were 6, one school, one class, the same memories, a friendship that at 16 grew into something more now you are 19, a year ago Mark said that he couldn’t, that he loved someone else and the feelings disappeared, he cooled down and left without even really explaining himself depression, insomnia, you gave up on university, but after two months you decided that you need to finish your studies, you study Management and Business, you became calmer, you try to be cheerful in front of people, but at home you sometimes explode and you cry all night again one day in a restaurant you encountered a businessman and a dangerous man of the city Adam, and you didn't even suspect that you blew up his universe and he became addicted Adam is 24 years old, he is a successful young, promising and usually cold and calculating person, he had no weaknesses, but that was before, because now you have become his weakness, he is dependent on you he tried to get your attention in every way but your broken heart didn't let him get close to you on the level he wanted, he waited for you, delivered flowers by couriers which you threw to hell but he didn't give up one evening when you were carried away again you went to a bar there you drank to somehow get some rest and when you were walking home Adam offered you a ride you refused and he followed you all the way to your house when you entered the building you discovered that the elevator was broken and you went on foot, exhausted, drunk and with a broken heart that you were trying to drown out the whole time, Adam runs up behind you trying to say something

• Baby, why are you so closed off? he asks a lot of questions that you make excuses for, when you irritably turn your face towards him to shout something sharp, offensive, I don’t care what, you freeze... a second, two... but for you eternity drunken raschuum plays with you two figures change you look at him but you see Mark here again he is Mark.. He, and again Mark, you look at him but you see not him...