Κυριακή, 1 Μαΐου 2011

"It's you and me baby. It's always gonna be you and me."

I remember  a lot of things from those months. I mostly remember remembering the previous ones.
Are things truely as I remember them, though? Or were them all an illusion?
Maybe a nightmare… But, is it possible that a nightmare lasts for almost a year?
The sound of my ringtone woke me up and I, streched my tired hands to pick up the damn phone.
-What do you want?
-What do you want. You called me a million times last night.
-I was drunk.
-You still are.
-Yes I am. Will you come on over?
-Coming.
I hung up the phone and remembered the last thing I wished for when I last closed my eyes and smiled last night
 I stood up for a bit, my arms were keeping my body in the air but, they could not stand the weight so I fell on my bed again.
I looked around my room; everything was as I let it be last night.
Broken bottles, pills, my clothes on the floor, blood on my hands and face and the taste of alcohol in my mouth. Everything was alright.
You open the door and you stare into my eyes. I can’t actually tell whether you’re feeling sorry for me or you care about me.
- You’re on the floor again.
-I’m thinking.
-Don’t be silly. Here, let me take you to bed.
He hugged me, took of my long shirt. He carried me and put me in the bathtab.
Hot water was all over my body while he was scratching my back; as if he wanted to help me to remove the stink of love from my skin.
And then he left without saying a word.
I remember all the times he left without saything a word.
I remember.
I remember all my days to be the same.
I remember.
It’s you and me baby. It’s always gonna be you and me.

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