08.05.2006, 19:22
" Well, alright,...let's go."
The room was small but tidy and though there wasn't anything special about it, it seemed to be special.
But, you know, in situations like these, everything is different, special and perhaps even scary. Things change, but some don't, and the unspoken screams louder than anyones shouting.
And they didn't speak.
And they didn't know.
And they didn't dare to step forwards.
Maybe there was a barriere, maybe there was a wall between them, just to save them from showing to much of themselves, of their most personal situation and this wall made them shiver inside, but maybe there wasn't any wall, or not anymore and this was the reason.
Who knows?
Rory walked along the chambre's walls, looking at the pictures hanging there, pictures without any meaning, painted just to look beautiful and pleasant and though, she didn't care. She turned round to face the door and recognized Jess still standing there.
He seemed to move slightly when catching her eye, but it could have also been nothing.
"Hey, why don't you move, why don't you close the door."
"Don't know.", but at these words he did so.
The room was small but tidy and though there wasn't anything special about it, it seemed to be special.
But, you know, in situations like these, everything is different, special and perhaps even scary. Things change, but some don't, and the unspoken screams louder than anyones shouting.
And they didn't speak.
And they didn't know.
And they didn't dare to step forwards.
Maybe there was a barriere, maybe there was a wall between them, just to save them from showing to much of themselves, of their most personal situation and this wall made them shiver inside, but maybe there wasn't any wall, or not anymore and this was the reason.
Who knows?
Rory walked along the chambre's walls, looking at the pictures hanging there, pictures without any meaning, painted just to look beautiful and pleasant and though, she didn't care. She turned round to face the door and recognized Jess still standing there.
He seemed to move slightly when catching her eye, but it could have also been nothing.
"Hey, why don't you move, why don't you close the door."
"Don't know.", but at these words he did so.
[SIZE=1]Zum Glück ist das Denken, in England wenigstens, nicht ansteckend
Oscar Wilde[/SIZE]
Oscar Wilde[/SIZE]