Post by account_disabled on Mar 11, 2024 5:13:12 GMT
The hours looking out the window playing cards. and a tomato seed that grew in a little soil on the window. They spent showers and baths in the bathtub. Thousands of cigarettes passed. Cups of coffee and tea were passed around all the time. They passed passing kisses and deeper ones. He spent my birthday and his and my mothers and my brothers and his sisters and his parents. Loving each other passed whatever that is. Needing each other like an old married couple. Unimaginable life one without the other. The sun went by and we thought about the beach. So many many deaths happened.
The closure of everything of the world and its creatures passed. He passed the blanket under which we were Japan Telegram Number Data huddled watching the mist fall. Nights and days and days and nights passed. The nightmares and good dreams passed. The fantasies passed. He passed the roleplaying game and the dog leash with which we walked around the house while the cat bit his feet. He spent cutting our hair and nails. It happened to see us smile and be sad. We no longer felt defeated devastated.
The fear passed the patrols passed hundreds of times announcing the national curfew. The terrible news spread on the Internet. The anxiety attacks passed the days in bed staring at the wall the desire to kill each other one another. Time passed as it usually does. We didnt expect it to be so soon. We were not prepared. I was not prepared for them to let him leave for him to grab the suitcase and put everything that had been his life in it and buy a plane ticket and leave me with my cat and my silence. I couldnt say goodbye. I told him to leave and I stayed locked in the room crying for him crying for each other. I imagine that he walked until he found a taxi.
The closure of everything of the world and its creatures passed. He passed the blanket under which we were Japan Telegram Number Data huddled watching the mist fall. Nights and days and days and nights passed. The nightmares and good dreams passed. The fantasies passed. He passed the roleplaying game and the dog leash with which we walked around the house while the cat bit his feet. He spent cutting our hair and nails. It happened to see us smile and be sad. We no longer felt defeated devastated.
The fear passed the patrols passed hundreds of times announcing the national curfew. The terrible news spread on the Internet. The anxiety attacks passed the days in bed staring at the wall the desire to kill each other one another. Time passed as it usually does. We didnt expect it to be so soon. We were not prepared. I was not prepared for them to let him leave for him to grab the suitcase and put everything that had been his life in it and buy a plane ticket and leave me with my cat and my silence. I couldnt say goodbye. I told him to leave and I stayed locked in the room crying for him crying for each other. I imagine that he walked until he found a taxi.
