Sep

The end of the world has come only for you, breaking up with your boyfriend was the most painful thing in your life, more painful than death, the same faces on the street, dull work, boring flowers, everything, everything was for that, you wrote books, played songs on the streets, one dark evening you met him again just by chance, tired with terrible makeup, hair all tangled, your eyes met silently, but you looked at him all the way home, you didn’t sleep all night, you thought about how you love him, and very soon you met again in silence, walking along a long road at night you bumped into each other and silently looked at each other, your eyes every now and then looking for a highlight in your face, and that spark appeared again, you stood far away but didn’t leave, you thought how much you wanted to run to him and remember everything forgotten, you started crying for no reason, mascara ran and memories surfaced