What a pity! I was almost convinced that I've made.
I felt at home already. And that house!
was tailored for me. A studio just perfect to spend a bit 'of months waiting for a better system.
And after all the preparations! Heck, it seemed I had to stay away a life, and yet I am already back. Someone had
said
"From tomorrow you will walk with your legs and on your own, you understand?"
I had of course, absolutely. But I knew I was not alone.
Together, I think we could get away, we had all the papers in order.
And then I did not see its time to meet you.
was supposed to be beautiful. Or at least I imagined I'd like that. The best of all.
always kind, sweet, loving, full of care. We did a lot of things together and visited many places. With her I'd be really happy, I'm quite certain. And instead
nothing.
He changed his mind.
Just when it seemed done.
These women just do not understand. Today you want and just tomorrow.
He said that to me would never be the same life as before, that he needed space, he had to do many more experiences. He also said that I wanted a lot of good, but we had just met at the right time.
One evening I spoke well and tried to convince me that it was the best thing for me. Imagine ...
Although a little 'I understand. He had to finish college, go to America to do the Master, and I just wanted ... rather be with her. I did not care about anything else. I do not know, maybe I'll be a few types of claims, or a few ideas, but I'm sure I would have loved as I would not have known how to love no more. I wanted to tell him, maybe later, but I have not had time.
And now what will happen?
I will go my way and she for her.
She will make her life and I ... I will do it over.
Yes, I have not alternative. I know exactly where I end up.
I'll go by bus.
As soon as he known that there are many others who have had the same idea, and fate as it seems. They all say the same things. A common destiny is less painful. Before you arrive, and it's over, I decided to make a word with my neighbor.
"Hey, what's your name?"
He looks at me strange, almost pissed off that impertinent question.
"I do not know what to call! Why would you tell me you know? No one here has a name. "
But I was convinced of it. I had told her. What could that be but my name?!
"Well I know that I've got a name!" I screamed. "My name is RU486.
"What kind of name is that? "It's the kind all pissed off. "I my name!" Yells one hand behind me. "And yet I," says another born not far behind.
We would have been at least twenty of the same name on the bus.
no doubt about it, I had a mother's little fantasy. But I love her just the same ...
"We've arrived!" Shouts the conductor. "You must go there ..." It's a gesture.
"Beyond what?" I say.
"I do not know," he says, and lost a bit 'sad. "Can not you read?"
I have not had time to learn, I think to myself.
"This is the bus to the beyond," concluded sadly.
I know. I know very well where we are. I had just come "here", but I have bounced back now ...
long way for nothing.
