Friday, 02/14/03 - 9:56 pm.
For well you know that is a fool
who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.
"Hey, Jude" - The Beatles.
She stood outside the apartment building. It was drizzling.
She looked up. The light of his apartment was on. He was there.
She could go up the stairs, knock on his door and say hello. He would open the door. He wouldn't let her in his apartment, like he had done some time ago, but at least he would be nice enough to open the door and let her carry a conversation.
She just looked down, and then looked back up. The light is on. She swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the thick knot in her throat.
And then she just turned around, and walked away from the bulding.
To never come back.