// Rain from the clouds are like bad memories. You, just like a cloud, cry. The raindrops, they hit into a window, but later they gets down. Just like bad memories or scars. They come to your weakest soul places and you feel pain. People say, that scars will heal. Even it takes a lot of time, but it always someday. The raindrops always fall to the ground, then it drain into the rivers, lakes, seas or oceans. //
I catched the bus. I was really bored, so I opened facebook. And I saw that.. that my facebook is hacked.... Why does it always, always happen. What a beautiful day, but someone ruins it. Casual melancholic person's day, hehe. A smallest thing can ruin your good mood. I went home and I tried to look who did hack my facebook. Oh! I found the people besides.... wait what? Whaaat? no, this is not happening. This can't be real.
But it is?
It's my ex-best friend, are you f@#king serious? What did I did wrong to her? Why? I always help her, when it's possible. I've always been helping. I've did wrong things, I know, but I always apologised? I don't even remember, when she did? Okay, she was a good person. But why should she do that?
Memories came back.
I remembered all the good time, we spent together. Even it'll never happen again. She said to me on my birthday. It'll never happen again. She said, I didn't even spend my birthday with her, I'm so selfish! Yeah, I didn't, because my whole week was full of stuff? Can she just try to understand me for a second? Because I always try to understand her. But she has never tried to understand me back.
Rain from the clouds. It rains. The rain gets down. So your memories will fade like the rain falls. Your scars will heal. Even how much does it even take. It will. Remember that.
I looked at the time on my phone. Yes, I've just spent whole half hour on thinking about this.
A new message. How great. At this time.
But hey,
IT'S FROM MÅNS!
Hey, my interview just finished! Let's meet on 18.00 next to my hotel? -Måns
And I stopped worrying.
I wrote him back:
Okej, next to your hotel, 18.00; will be there soon! -Rū
I can't friggen wait. OMG. I'LL MEET HIM AGAIN!
Got on the bus again. Played some his music. And tommorow. Tommorow I'll see his gig. First time in the whole life. Omg.
Finally got off.
Looked at the phone. 17:55. Whoop whoop, I should hurry a bit.
And I'm finally there, waiting for him.
He came out of the hotel. I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS REAL.
R:-MÅÅÅÅÅNS. So how was your interview?
M: -It was good, thanks for asking!
R: -okay, so now, I can show you more places of Klaipėda?
M: -Yep!
R: -I want to a place, where we go, to be a secret for you. I hope it's okay. Anyways. Will you use our public transport or you will choose taxi or even something besides this?
M: -I guess.. Public transport. And okay, if you want to keep it as secret, let's keep it!
R: -Okej!
We went to the nearest bus stop; and waited a few minutes for a 6th bus. 6 is such a magical number.. and the 6th bus.. do you know where it goes? To the one of the most beautiful and magical places...
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as always, thanks for historyPuppet13 and SaraGrootjen.
-šøžå.
