17 de dezembro de 2008

Leaving

She spent all the day in completely sadness. She woke up as well as possible, took a long shower, but when she took the bus to go to work, a call made her face transform. It was him.

"Hello, where are you?" - That voice... He was upset.
"I'm on the way. Will be with you in 30 minutes"
"30 minutes? What happened? Why are you so late?"
"I had a nightmare. Just this."
"And so you woke up later..."
"Yes, ... and now I'm going! Wait a few minutes..." - She tried to put some happyness in her words. Didn't work.
"Ok. (click)"

She definitely doesn't understand why he does those things with her. Why was he talking that way? HE was leaving in the next day, not she. What was the problem with him? If he doesn't wanted to stay without her, why did he buy that dawn plane ticket? Ok, was a gift, but, why didn't he refuse?

Well, that's it. He left 1 hour ago, and from now until monday she is alone. Ok, not alone at all, but a piece will be missing. In the actual circumstances he may think that doesn't mater, that is just another weekend. But she knows that it won't be. They had a cold farewell, and she is now thinking about this. In half an hour she's going to a date with a special guy, and she's almost, but not exactly, completely different from a good company today... What's she going to do now???

Thanks, he. You messed up all her life. Again.


Traduzindo e trocando em miúdos: O dia começou bem para ela, que de repente se lembrou que ia ser abandonada. Logo, seu dia foi por água abaixo e sua noite periga ser um desastre. What a life...

Janis Joplin - Leaving on a jet plane

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