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I leave the bed then the house, silently. Like a ghost.
I am in my car, driving I don't know the fuck where.
My eyes are burning. They want to cry, but I don't let them. I'm the villain in the story, I should not cry.
I am not allowed to.
I drive carelessly, taking random directions, and end up circling the block several times.
I left Alex a note on the kitchen table, before leaving, so he would see it when he'll wake up, tomorrow. "Good morning. My sister needed me last night, I had to go. Call me when you're awake."
Tomorrow, when he'll read it, he'll call me, and I'll tell him it's over. Fuck. No. That's so mean, fuck ! I can't say that !
I drive until I reach a crowded street, full of lights and drunk people. The E1.
I wipe off a tear that fell without my permission.
He is the only one that I want to see, right now.
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Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?
