Loneliness

Upstairs, they are laughing and singing. Five days of riding have gone by, and two days remain, and this is a good place for a bit of a good time: a mountain hut in the middle of the wilderness.

I'm tired, but that is not the reason why I'm not joining the fun. I'm here because many of those songs remind me of the fact that my love really is far away. And - being the sentimental fool - I just don't want to take it.

So I crouch on the bed and send my twentieth SMS to her. Missing every bit of her terribly.



Comments

All this whining is tiresome - if you can't be with the one you love, love the one you are with. :-)

--Jesper , 19-Aug-2004

I'm pretty sure her boyfriend would punch my face in if I tried. :-)

--JanneJalkanen, 21-Aug-2004

All men were created equal and have equal right to... er... whine. :P

--outipapu, 21-Aug-2004


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