There is no truth. Take a glass, for example. Lola picks it up sometimes, half full, to drink its water. Then she picks it up sometimes, half empty, to throw it at me. It misses because girls can’t throw (that’s why to insult a guy you say he throws like a girl) and it breaks like little promises.
Little promises. Let’s take a big one, actually. Like when Lola, naked and tightly held in my arms in our uncomfortable bed, says she loves me. I love you, and wanna spend the rest of my life with you, she says, constantly. And I always believe her, because I’m a sucker for compliments and because I’m naive and because I love her also.
So I tell her I love you.
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When the Kingdom of Hearts is closed,
You feel depressed, decomposed.
Hope is your only ally,
But then time goes by,
And reality becomes your worst enemy,
Because you know together you can’t be!
And your heart is hurt deeply,
Because you know how amazing she can be!
Together you can’t be,
How happy can you be?
No matter how much you cry,
She always says bye,
And that’s the reason why,
Hope is a lie.
It hurts to think about her,
But it’s even more painful not to.
She’s a glimmer of light that fills your heart;
You’re a lonely bird in search of a herd!
You can’t laugh, you can’t smile,
All you can do is cry,
Because you look to your side,
And your tears cannot hide!
You see she’s not there,
That’s some pain you can’t bear.
There’s a hole by your side,
There’s a hole in your heart.
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“So… I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” Sophie said.
“Yeah, see you tomorrow,” I answered. For a moment, she stood there, hesitant, and her eyes – blue as the sky on a clear summer day – stared at me, pleading like a dog would for a piece of chocolate. But nothing happened; the moment passed. She left.
And that was my first missed opportunity to ask Sophie out. Whenever I was with a girl and there was a possibility of going beyond a simple friendship, I always blacked out. My mind was like a computer. The problem was that the program GIRLS was never properly installed, and so when the time came to step up to the plate, as with Sophie, a pop-up flashed in my mind: ERROR! SYSTEM WILL SHUT DOWN IN 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 … and fade to black. I became as incompetent as the veggies from One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.
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