She taps on the same app every minute, she taps the home button, looks at the time, comes back to same app she started and the cycle is repeated several times. Expecting to find something that would fill her empty heart, waiting for that message she knows she'll never get but she wants so desperately.
Her heart beats started raising, she looks everywhere for a way to keep her mind busy in other thing than the nostalgic feeling of something that was absolutely imposible to happen.
Time stops.
She feels stuck in the time line where that feeling she logs with passion is just some bullshit, some stupid kids dream. She hopes than maybe in another past life, there was still hope for that hole to be filled with warm and intense love.
Swimming in her thoughts is not helpful at all so she comes back to the same app, with that innocent and genuine idea that she will get that message just to realize that there is no message and that there never will be.
Disappointed and ashamed of her naivety she turns her phone off and close her eyes. She's not sleepy but she does not want to be awake to watch once again as everyday and night how someone she loves will never love her back.
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For Fox Sake
PoetryA collection of poems and pieces of my little stories profoundly written from the darkest and beautiful corners of my heart
