*Phone ringing*
Man: But, I need to see you.
Woman: You have to understand.
Man: Silent.
Woman: Say something, will you?
Man: What?
Woman: That you understand.
Man: But, I don’t.
Woman: You said you would.
Man: Silent.
Woman: You knew it from the beginning.
Man: Silent.
Woman: I gotta go now. He’s here. *Click*
*Phone ended*
Picture by: Tomasz Piskorski
Man: Thanks for listening.
Woman: It’s ok.
Man: Do you think she ever loved me?
Woman: I don’t know.
Man: Not that I care now. She’s out of my life.
Woman: Silent.
Man: Thanks for being there for me.
Woman: I can never be out of your life, can I?
Man: You’re my best friend. You’ll always be there as I will always be there for you.
Woman: I wish I was her, though.
Man: I used to have a crush on you.
Woman: Why didn’t you say so?
Man: Because, I had a crush on you.
Woman: I did, too.
Man: Why didn’t you say so, either?
Woman: Because, I had a crush on you. And, you were supposed to be the one who said that. You’re a man.
Man: Why can’t women express their feelings toward men?
Woman: Who said so?
Man: You just did.
Woman: I did not.
Man: Yes, you did.
Woman: Sigh.
Man: Silent.
Woman & Man: (altogether) Now…
Man: You go first…
Woman: Aren’t you going to say it?
Man: Say what?
Woman: Sigh. Just forget it.
Man: Ok.
Woman: Sigh.
Man: Would you like to join me for dinner tonight?
Woman: Silent.
Man: I guess you don’t.
Woman & Man: Walk different ways.
She always calls me ‘Love‘. Yet, I know, she never means it. That’s the hardest part.
Her love is somewhere, in someone else’s heart.
I only have her body. I thought that would be enough, I thought, I had won. But, I was wrong.
She does call me ‘Love‘. But, she never loves me. Yet, I don’t care. A white lie is enough.
Call me a fool, ’cause I am one.
~ a fool man, the foolest on earth ~
Yesterday, I wrote about reading. Now, it’s about writing.
I’ve been writing since long time ago. First, pages of diaries and blogs. Then, pages of short stories. Next, pages of novels.
