
That beautiful cup of tea sat in its place. A faded lipstick on the end is unavoidable.
This woman still looks at books full of pencil strokes. He lifted up the glasses that wanted to fall. As hard as it is, it gets nothing to develop in the new sheet.
The waiter approached the woman with a plate of cake, “This is her Blackforest, sis.”
“Thank you,” the Woman closed her book.
The woman took a fork beside the plate. Cut it small and eat it with dignity. The chocolate in various corners melted in his mouth. He tasted his own figure as not a lover of sweet food. However, this piece of desert was already used to passing through his throat.
Again this woman was attacked by longing.
He put the fork back. A shoulder-length hair tickled his neck. The glasses showed that he was looking outside the glass wall. It was sunny today but there was nothing to do, the woman thought.
Today the clouds are moving. The city park, which is famous for the arrangement of trees and shops, does attract a lot of tourists. Full already the garden spots occupied them.
The woman in his mind, over and over again repeated an unbeautiful word.
“Male, always only..” he murmured angrily.
Clearly upset. He had prepared himself with an unusual makeup worn. The one obtained this time made him drop points once again for the men. If not ‘dia’ who asked, surely the woman can immediately refuse.
The woman's phone suddenly rang behind the white shopper bag. This woman knew the voice she caught was a sign of an incoming message. Touch that screen to an app.
At that moment, the smile of the woman also broke.
He could finally let go of his longing.