Your patience is killing me gently and thousands of thoughts
run through my mind. That night I put my very best red lipstick and noteworthy
high heels imprisoned my legs. I wished to be seen as a young, sensible woman what
I modestly consider myself and for you to take the guidance seducing me with your
charming manners.
Meanwhile a merriment, dances and lovely youngsters enjoying
themselves, I was leaned against the wall holding my knees and looking
cheerfulness passing me by. I just couldn’t get closer to you and it made me
suffer highly. Every time you were with someone else my heart were filled with
a tarry fluid. I felt it so overpowering that I went outside for the sweet poison
of a careless being alone. My inner senses yelled for the understanding, but no
one could better help me as an acceptance, you can’t always get what you want
but you might someday get what you need.
A cold air froze my solitude and I blew it away within the
smoke which went straight to the heaven.
God bless you, darling.
Agnes.
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