Homeless Love G.D

11°Together again.

G R A Y S O N
Waiting for the bus like if we were two statues...no talking,just looking at our feet,with attention.
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The bus arrives, and we have to sit together.
Finally!
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The sit that's next to the window is always mine but I have decided to leave her my sit as a sign of kindness, I do not know, I thought it would be fine.

"Thank you." she whispers.

It's the first time after these months that she talks to me outside the home.

Occupying our sites, she performs her routine, takes out her cell phone and headphones, connects them and starts looking for a song.
But she does not reproduce it, she surprises me by giving me the left earphone with a smile.
I put it on my ear and suddenly I hear her voice, accompanied by a calm background of music.
I listen carefully to the lyrics ... And incredulous I look at her.
I do not want to get emotional, but I can not help biting my lip to not let out any sound or some tears on the bus.
I just looked at her,smiled and closed my eyes ,letting her voice circulate inside me.
She had never told me that she also sang,I only knew that she drew and that she also wrote poems.

Suddenly her hand fell on my thigh. She paused the song and my heart began to beat at a faster pace than usual.
"Grayson, I'm sorry ...you are a very special person, I can't lose you"

"I'm sorry too, promise me that you're going to be always with me no matter what."

"Always by your said gary"

I affirmed with a toothy smile grabbing her hand that kept stroking my thigh.
Our eyes coincided on the same place  ... The pupils of the other.
The dilated pupils of the other.
And almost unintentionally our lips coincided as well.

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That's how we went back to normaI, I hope this new opportunity to be happy lasts more than the others.
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Dear Diary
Today I will not write big texts, full of sad emotions and mistakes.
Today I will only write a brief current definition of myself at this time.
"I forgot everything the minute I was with her, together again."
Good night.
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Someone knock on the door of the room.

"Hey, why are you still awake?"

Zhola said poking her head through the half-open door.

"Oh -uhmm nothing I was just writting"

"Can not sleep either?"

"Yeah"

A somewhat uncomfortable silence formed ...
So breathe ondo and ...

"Soo goodnight gary sleep well"

"No! Wait!"

"Yeah?"

"Can you sleep with me please? ... I mean, just sleep, but only if you're okay with that"

"Is okay"
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"You know Gary, you talk too dammn much, but I love listening to your voice, it's like so peaceful, not too harsh not too raspy just deep, but that kind of deep that's beautiful you know right?"

"I guess ... huh but I think that you're now talking to damn much hahaha"

"Shut up hahah you just kill the moment ... Good night Gary"

"Good night Zhola"

"Yeah..Gary?"

"Hmm?"

"Can you hug me?"

"Yeah of course come here"

"Thank you"

"Is nothing, now sleep"

I said kissing her forehead.
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"I love you."

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