ordeal hours



It supposed to be a great time combined with
- dance
------ drink
------------- dream
We had a box of movies to watch, delicious food to taste, and music to move together
I supposed to stay full night there, at his cozy room, making love under the full moon…
From the very first moment, everything was so different!
Some voices whispered in my head … I tried not to hear
Before the moon came, it was an exhausting challenge in bed
I was tired in a way, I couldn’t stay another moment there
(forget about full night and full moon)
The voice was yelling in my head: “you don’t have anything in common”
leave him for ever...

PS: A person isn't who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they're who they've been throughout your whole relationship (Rainer Maria Rilke)

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