He clung to me as to a wreckage board, to survive while he reached the closest piece of land. Never before had he hugged me like this, not even when we were together, not when no one's eyes were on us. It really took me by surprise. There, after three years and three hours, in front of everyone. I could feel his tenderness, his need... or was it mine? I only know I felt how my heart started beating again, I remembered how vulnerable I am, how much I need his hug, but not his, but his. I cried and went to sleep.
According to the Renaissance world picture, life was like a wheel of fortune, where you are sometimes up and sometimes down. You just have to remember that when you are up you will eventually come down (to take measures accordinlgy, not to be pessimistic) and when you are down you will not stay there forever, you WILL get on top. In this site entries of the sort will be posted.
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