She was silent. Looking at him, waiting for him to see, to understand, to pause and just think for a moment, it wasn’t her dream after all. They had that blood connection between them, how hard could it be. He wasn’t always there for her when she needed him the most. Living in his own world, by his own rules, principles and who knows what else. But he had successfully built this small domain over which he ruled. Sure he loved her in a weird way she didn’t understand but she was supposed to.. you know like you’re taught since you’re a child, sky is blue but in the city she was raised in, sky was seldom blue. Sky was washed up grey but everybody said it was blue, and he loved her too.
So, next week it is.
This short write says a lot.
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