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I am hanging on a pole like a stripper.A sexy one I think, I hope. Oh so many times I have witnessed my heart take over my brain in a battle without honour.So many times the brain tried to catch up with a restless heart but failed, as usual. I thank my heart for the trouble it goes into providing me with emotions and look at a boy that is standing right next to me.I become sad. My current partner, just like a dangling key chain that is too fancy to use but is too hard to throw away, creeps into my mind.I shudder. Once again, like a thousand times before, I wish to be liberated, to be single again. I feel confused and somewhat terrified of my hormones and internal desires. Me, a hopeless degenerate of a human being, was rejected an endless amount of times, fell into and eventually out of love with one person and finally having found a quite harbour dreams of a rough trip to sea. Silly little bitch I am. The boy sighs and looks into my deep blue eyes, I am afraid he might drown there.But,instead, I feel that I am drowning. Floating along the river of my imagination I notice his long dark hair, shining smile and soft boyish features. I feel a rush of adrenaline travelling through me. Ah, it is a sweet emotion indeed. I notice him blush.I smile and realize that he must feel the same thing I do. He does not speak but swallows, rather unexpectedly and touches his hair. Funny little boy, oh how young you are, how ambitious yet, dreaming of life treating you kind and of becoming a rock-star with a mob of screaming cheerleaders following your every move. But here you are -turned on by an experienced heartbreaker with a healing heart. I wait and study him. He looks away, ashamed,then back and I wink at him.Touch me,I ask him with my eyes.Put your hand on mine and reach for my shoulder. Ask me to diner and laugh at my jokes. Cancel all your weekend plans and ditch you friends for me. Walk me home and pretend to like my earrings.Pull my golden hair back and whisper something in my ear. Let your breath travel along my neck, then my cheek and face me. Open up you red lips and kiss my pink ones. Pull me close and share your warmth with me. Have an unforgettable night with me and cry afterwards. Leave. Close the door behind yourself before I open my eyes in the morning. Leave without a love letter explaining your motives, a scribbled down phone number or an unclear message on my answering machine.Leave me in doubt and never ever come back. I awake from my delusional state of imagination and look at the guy. He does not care, I tell myself.He has his music and his skinny stupid girlfriend that blabs on about her nails and her panties more that I talk about history, and I talk about history A LOT. I laugh silently to myself, afraid to catch his eye. The train stops and I exit without looking back.For another 20 seconds I feel his piercing stare on my back and turn to see him astonished and miserable left all to himself in the train that is leaving the station.Here is my dangling key chain again, ah, how tired I am of his pointless discussions on human physique. I whisper under my breath "Good-bye, stranger, I hope we will never meet again" and lock my heart untill the right time comes.
SaD
SaD
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21.05.2007 в 21:34-
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21.05.2007 в 21:45