She smiled so beautifully I wanna keep that smile in the glass box and keep seeing that every time.
“ I miss the moment when he shared his imagination about the swimming pool in the moon, Ron. I miss that face when he was talking about the building he wanna reincarnated be.” said she sadly.
“ You’re a masochist!” I started a bit mad. this girl is so stubborn.
“ I might be, Ron. or might be not, as you said.” she took my cigarette and lit it.
“ Listen. If he loves you he will simply just show it... “
“ And he showed it.” cut she.
“ But he told you eventually, he didn’t know where you guys are going!” My voice raised.
“ He said he didn’t know. He didn’t say he didn’t want.”
“ You moron! He might say that too to other girls! wake up!”
“ Or he might not...”
And I almost slapped her in the face as if I didn’t remember that she’s a girl. No, she’s neither my wife nor my girlfriend. But yes, she’s the girl that I really want to take care of. She said we are best friends. But I think it should be more than that, more than anything in this world that I can even never belong to. She’s the precious living thing ever that I have ever known. No, I am not the guy who is abusive. Yes, I almost slapped her in the face that evening.
