The Circle
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" To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment" - Ralph Waldo Emenson
Taking in my surroundings, I quickly realise that I'm outside his front door, the whole journey to his place is nothing but vague to me but what I'm definitely sure about is that I'm about to lose all the self respect I've spent the past two weeks trying to retrieve.
" ...Hey"
I open my eyes at the sound of his voice without realising I had closed them to begin with and the moment we lock eyes I realise what a mistake it is for me to be here and how I could never deny anything he asks of me. I'm hit by the familiar smell of the ocean and for some that just makes me want to be in his presence even more and like always I surrender to those emotions.
I quickly look past him towards the main entrance to see if anyone was inside, as a way to distract myself. Lord knows I needed it and it would not be a huge shock to me considering how we left off things, two weeks ago.
" ...Hi Bandile" I respond hoping I wouldn't hate myself too much tomorrow morning.
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