* Read it as a paragraph from a story*
' I don't own anything, everything is just not mine'.
He couldn't say or develop a thing after saying that, Sofia looked at him with such sadness in her eyes, she as well was speechless, Mary kept starring at him like a complete stranger, and the both of them were completely lost in his most confusing sentence.
All that mattered to him at that specific time was to get out from that narrowed, dark, old room and to go outside walking freely, taking some fresh air, where lights shine and young in-love couples dance, he did not want to stay there so long knowing that two beloved of his are judging him only by their eyes he -for sure- had no intention to offer them more time to start thinking out loud; he just felt so fed up with all the overthinking, he got up as quick as he could, took his jacket with him hoping for it to warm him after all these years of cold days.
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Random thoughts and feelings
Poetry[The stories are not linked, one doesn't complete the other, each one is a stand alone] Some lines will reach your heart and touch your soul, if at least once you have been a fool, in life and in love. Some others will let you know that you are not...
