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    Eternally yours: when one lifetime is not enough # 5

    Previously

     

    Tina, the palm of my hands rained. I still feel the sweat at my palms just because I am calling the memory to life. This fever blossomed from me to the thought.

    I drove to the street. I passed straight to the number of your house. Afraid only to look.

    I felt an invader; an observer; a voyeur. But to tell the truth, I don’t want to give any excuse for my behave: I needed to be there. I parked the bike at the end of the street, walked slowly to found the construction and stopped in front of the house. A contemporary design. The house of a successful person. A modern woman.

    I escalate with strength the stairs of your porch, full of will and stopped at your door. I slowly took out my leather fingerless gloves and embraced the gold doorknob.

    …And I felt you…I traced you…Your presence so dear to me. My heart filled with fire and red. Revolution took my soul.

    I sensed you and you were happy…You were cheerful and …this made me divided: I was happy because you were pleasant and I became a shadow because you’re lively without my presence.

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    Tina parked her car at her new garage and she loved this sensation. She took her belongings from the car and at the moment she was closing the door, she watched somebody jumping the stairs to the front door of her house. She walked to find the visitant, but when she got at the stairs her eyes didn’t capture anyone, nonetheless, she couldn’t deny her eyes. That’s why she insisted.

    “Hello?”

    She turned to both sides. To her surprise there wasn’t anybody there.

    “Tina…Tina…” she murmured to herself and embraced the doorknob.

    Why the blonde should be prepared to open the front door of her house? And she wasn’t.

    Electricity warmed her hand and kept it closer. Her left hand gave up from the keys to the floor and searched for balance. Shallow installed itself inside her chest and, as soon as arrived: it went away.

    “Wh..?”

    But the feeling was permanent. Permanent. It was still there.

    A certain missing covered itself with Tina’s flesh. Missing arrived, caved a hole in her chest and began to live warm by the heat of the blondes´ heart.

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