(A little portrait of those who never get it...
...and never will)
Walking down the street he remembered the times she threw all kind of things in an attempt of hurting him badly. She had discovered, once again, that he had cheated her in the middle of her 20th birthday party. She called him names he had never heard before, insults that seemed to be so harsh and at the same time so true that he didn’t feel offended at all. She said, “you might as well suffer what I’m suffering right now” while she was packing her clothes and walking stormily through the room. She put the underwear after everything else inside her tinny lucky old bag. He thought in asking her if it was possible for her leaving the lucky bag with him, but no request came out of his mouth when he saw her face full of tears when she finally reached the door and looked at him straight into the eyes. It is difficult to swallow words and keep the mouth shut. He though that even if he dared to ask what he most sincerely wanted, a petition quite selfish that he even wasn’t willing to turn into a beg (just to not give her the pleasure), it would have been all for nothing, words gone with the wind, lost chances after inevitable mistakes.
In a second or two, in the meantime she had been packing her clothes he realized a new desire inside himself. He felt like touching her again. Watching her naked. Admiring perfections and missperfections of a given body which he wanted to make his own's beyond some hormonal fact. He could love bodies and fuck them if he wanted: the cheating, the lies. But no fucking was involved at this point. It wasn’t exactly an issue of bodies anymore. He looked back at her and then said nothing.
...What was it then?
He couldn't tell so he waited for her to leave. She opened the door, looked at the front and went away without even closing. And then without knowing what he was supposed to do, he ran after her almost the second after she disappeared from the room. He caught her at the stairs and threw her tinny lucky old bag away. They both looked themselves straight into the eyes. He grabbed her wrist and with a final sincere kiss he made her stay. Just like that. He made her stay.
