9.Campaign for friends
12.In the bad light of the living room he sat staring blankly at the wall and professed an ongoing love for me, not knowing if he was attempting to hold his composure or just had a dry throat. There is no good reaction I could think off, what could I say when something, something to be considered so important just pops out of nowhere.
A short while later he asked if I would marry him, I tried hard to hold back the laugh, honestly.
At that moment I came to the conclusion none of it would or could ever work, and I gained a brilliant crisp sense of relief.
I said no.
The next day he buys me flowers in an attempt to make me happy, for I am now uncomfortable with his presence in my apartment, I want him to go home, I just want to be alone.
I am content when I am alone.
How in love with me he still manages to be after all these years is frightful.
And yet somehow comforting.
A short while later he asked if I would marry him, I tried hard to hold back the laugh, honestly.
At that moment I came to the conclusion none of it would or could ever work, and I gained a brilliant crisp sense of relief.
I said no.
The next day he buys me flowers in an attempt to make me happy, for I am now uncomfortable with his presence in my apartment, I want him to go home, I just want to be alone.
I am content when I am alone.
How in love with me he still manages to be after all these years is frightful.
And yet somehow comforting.