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It’s been a while now, a long time. It still lingers though. I can still feel the warm ache rushing through my veins, flowing to every organ until it’s empty, waiting for my heart to fill it again.
It is not a secret, though I suppose I am not going to tell you. It is a boring story really. Let’s just say there needs to be something, anything to make up for it.
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Martin moved last summer, I moved with him. I never really liked this place, but it started growing on me. I met new streets, buildings, trees and people. My favourite is George Street, but Bridle Coast is almost as great. I love the stillness around there, nobody bothers me. I’d like to let you know that this information is entirely useless if you want to figure it out. It is a boring story really; you should trust me and leave before you waste your time.
I like it when people get what they deserve. My mother died of cancer; she was a beautiful lady who cared deeply for her loved ones. Especially me, her only child. I was an accident, but she would never admit that. She always told me I was a gift, that never made me feel special. It was the way she acted around me that made me feel different. She walked on her toe, put on the same out fits weekly, made me do my homework and apologised the minute she made a mistake. I hate feeling weird, out of place, like I do now. My father left me, no, I left him when my mom died 8 years ago. Why would he bother.
I am happy I got to drink my tea this morning; I love the warmth it brings to my soul it eases the aches a bit. Martin likes tea to. I’ve met another beautiful lady in the bakery around the corner last Saturday, she was nice and even gave me something to try for free. She looked at me weird though. Sadly, I could never meet her again. She was on the television yesterday; someone had found her body in an alley. The police are still investigating, I think. Today I went to the bakery again. It was closed; I didn’t like that either. At work the sphere was grimy, rumours about a murder were spreading quickly. I hope they soon find the guy cause these ‘be careful’ comments are annoying me. After work I went to the gym, I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. Martin likes tea to. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked, some whispered, the killer had been found. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I rant some errands. After I went home and slept.
I told you it is a boring story.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept, I dreamt. I remember it. I did not like it; it was about the woman from the bakery and my mother. They know each other now. Mrs Woods and Mrs Marks.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. I saw Martin, he did not see me. I liked that. After I went home and slept, I did not dream.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I hated that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. I saw Martin again; he did not see me. I liked that. After I went home and slept, I dreamt about Martin. He kissed me and loved me; he caressed my body and made me his own. We laughed and drank together. I was happy. I did not like that.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands I saw Marin again, he did not see me. I hated it. After I went home and slept and dreamt again, His body was on top of mine and he whispered sweet words. I did not like that.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work people worked. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. Martin liked tea to. I went to the bakery. The sign on the door read ‘close’. I didn’t like that. At work the sphere was grimy, rumours about a murder were spreading quickly. I hope they soon find the guy cause these ‘be careful’ comments are annoying me. After work I went to the gym. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I love the warmth it brings to my soul, it eases the aches a bit. I went to the bakery. I walked in; there was a new lady she looked at me weird. I didn’t like that at work people worked. I have no problems with my body. At about 19:30 or 7:30 pm for some people, I ran some errands. After I went home and slept.
The next day I drank my morning tea, I held the cup a bit longer than usual, the warmth lingered in my hands. I went to the bakery. The door was open. A new woman smiled at me. I liked that better. She asked what I wanted. I said nothing. I looked only at her hands, how they moved, how they touched the bread like it were something vulnerable. I did not like that
She told me she just started working here, that she still that to get used to it. That the last woman. She never finished her sentence. I nodded. At about 19:30 I ran some errands. Like always, the street was quiet George Street is always quiet. No one saw Me. I liked that. At home I put water on for tea. Martin was not there yet. Or maybe he was. It’s hard to tell sometimes. I waited. It did not take long before the warmth coursed through my body again. It filled everything. It made it silent. Tomorrow I’ll go the bakery.
I hope she stays.