Love has no time

Dana

@dana1671119022 · 16 Feb 2022

Love has no time

#time

Too late. Fiercely I kick against a branch. So annoying. So f*cking annoying. Every year it's the same song. Every year I come with the balls at the back. And that, while I don't even suck. Really baling, too bad.
After a heart-thorough curse, I calm myself.
Breathe in, exhale. You can't change anything about it right now.'
It helps something, but not really. In a desperate attempt to make up for the time, I shoot into the park. I win at most a few minutes with that. That's not enough, a few hours not even. My watch shows the time. Quarter over the pispot. I whistle away my annoyance. The tense feeling must come out of my body. I have nothing to use that. Furthermore, I must.

“Wait a minute.'

Shocked, I look around me. Where does that voice suddenly come from? That's the last thing I'm hoping for right now. Company. What good is it for me? I quickly accelerate my pass, it is scary here, it runs against the twilight, the wind swells, cold penetrates my body. When my pursuer wants evil, there is no human to throw me a saving line. A fierce sting in my side makes me gasp. I'm forced to hold back. Place my hands on my knees and stay bent so heed.

'Holiemooil, what a hurry. It's like time is on your heels.'

Of course, I have that again. No hitch, no stick-biting voice, no howling, a stalker with condition.
Let me give me won. Without standing pede to get upright.

“You're not even that far off. It was an attempt to make up for time.'

“Luckily, for a moment I thought you were on the run from me.A short laugh follows.

It's hammering into my head, it's like. No, you can't. impossibly. On my qui vive, I slowly reach my feet. With breath held, I look around me. nobody.

“Where are you?“Shaky, the words come out of my mouth. Afraid of any answer.

“Dear dear, I'm always close to you. It usually doesn't stand out, I tend to keep a low profile, in the background, but sometimes. like now. You really need to take gas back. Wait a minute. Don't want to go so fast.'

Would it anyway? I don't recognize his voice, but that laugh. That is. That nice cheerful, with a slightly mocking undertone hidden in it. I long for his arms. Protective, comforting around me. Deceptive, I'll go down to the ground. Next to me, I see grass being crushed. Then his voice is close to my ear. I can feel his breath. I suck the words in.

“You feel abandoned, I know, you're looking for a replacement. To love. Towards a new opportunity.'

“I'm late. Valentine's Day is already over. Another missed opportunity.“A tear swoops in the corner of my eye.

'Oh dear, my girl, what does Valentine's Day say? It was only created for commerce, and to make people who don't have romance spontaneously feel that they can still be romantic. You don't need that. Feel free to be yourself and say what you have on your heart on any given day. Honesty is the power you need. And everyone who thinks differently is not worth your love.'

“So. it's not too late?'

“It's never too late to tell someone how you feel about them. And in fact, sometimes you don't even need that. Then you can feel it. That unique, I wish my girl the most. Don't need words, but just the realization. We love each other.'

Relieved I get up again. Walk in my body to his house with peace. Even before my finger can press the bell, the door opens. He's been waiting for me. I look into his bright blue eyes and praise myself happy.
My father's wish has come true: we don't need words.

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