Three

III

There’s no sense on doing that to myself, the self sacrifice it’s enough, I don’t need it to be more enduring. This is as  good as it is, as much as my heart can deal with. When two soul mates break the strings , they can’t be friends, since they know each other so well that  friendship would be like living in limbo. They can’t be enemies , since hate would lead to love all over again. There’s only one path  for detached soul mates: becoming  senseless strangers to each other;

My conscience talks to me:  Sal, breathe. There’s nothing for you here, if you turn back you know exactly how will end. He will not change, keep walking you weak soul!!. Don’t turn your eyes back. ( started to rush and walking fast, as a loud voice would come closer and closer claiming  my name)

Give it a rest already, gosh!! What’s up with men and their lust drama of getting what they can’t have and ditching what they took for granted.( I’m sick and tired of this crap)

"Sal , stop!! Wait!!"- He was yelling.

I need to get out of here, how  did I got myself in this mess??. Can I get my magic tricks  now to make me disappear, it would be very useful. This is getting kind off stalker-self-centered weird. ( I stopped, and decided to really stop the madness of this  persecution)

-Listen, just drop it already. I’m happy now, no longer wishing for your flesh and totally overcome from your bones. Get back to where you came from and let’s just be. Don’t follow, I wont response back , I won't regret, I’m over you.- I said looking into his eyes.

OK, now I’m worry. The guy is frozen like a statute and won’t even move. Should I leave now or wait to see if he’s OK: eh don’t think so!

Bye!