It was late afternoon and the gentle breeze had faced lightly against my window,fostering an early chill. The sun delicately faded away and theblue sky flowed in different shades: orange, greenish, roseate. While my eyes were greeted with that rain that fall out of colors, the expected shadow bore me an usual crisis. I was in lack of the usual alcohol and the customary cigarette, though - what took me then, to immerse and sink slowly. I threw myself towards the bed, eyes heavy with exhaustion, my body nude, unclothed make-up. I, genuine and naive.
It was then that I felt emptiness.
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