It’s dawn, and she’s sound asleep, dreaming of meaningless things, while he’s awake, staring at her closed eye lids.
His eyes that are filled with sadness and brutal reality, scan over nude body snuggly enrolados in her sheets, watching her stomach rise and fall slowly, and then feeling her quiet breathing on his skin.
“I’m sorry.”
The apology is barely whispered out of his mouth.
The small cama creeks once his body sits up and rises from it, causing him to look back, making sure that she hadn’t awoken.
He moves hushly and quickly around her floor, picking up his scattered clothing and putting them on his naked body. His hand reaches for the door knob, but doesn’ t turn it. He turns his head to her, giving a look of undenying amor and painful guilt.
And, soon after, he cautiously opened the door, and left.
When she had woken up, she had expected a arrgant bunda to be laying seguinte to her, but instead, it was an empty o espaço in her bed. There was no note, no message on her machine, no nothing. She wasn’t surprised, just a little hurt from the cruelity of reality.
Months had passed, and he was still attending his Endocrinology Class, and she was still auditing it. She had let him cheat off her in the mid term, but they neither one of them ever said a single word to one another, there was no need to. Because, that one night he had gave her everything she could ask for: A passionate and fulfilling night with the lunatic she was obsessed with and in amor with.
FIN
His eyes that are filled with sadness and brutal reality, scan over nude body snuggly enrolados in her sheets, watching her stomach rise and fall slowly, and then feeling her quiet breathing on his skin.
“I’m sorry.”
The apology is barely whispered out of his mouth.
The small cama creeks once his body sits up and rises from it, causing him to look back, making sure that she hadn’t awoken.
He moves hushly and quickly around her floor, picking up his scattered clothing and putting them on his naked body. His hand reaches for the door knob, but doesn’ t turn it. He turns his head to her, giving a look of undenying amor and painful guilt.
And, soon after, he cautiously opened the door, and left.
When she had woken up, she had expected a arrgant bunda to be laying seguinte to her, but instead, it was an empty o espaço in her bed. There was no note, no message on her machine, no nothing. She wasn’t surprised, just a little hurt from the cruelity of reality.
Months had passed, and he was still attending his Endocrinology Class, and she was still auditing it. She had let him cheat off her in the mid term, but they neither one of them ever said a single word to one another, there was no need to. Because, that one night he had gave her everything she could ask for: A passionate and fulfilling night with the lunatic she was obsessed with and in amor with.
FIN