I can see him from here, his eyes on the door as if life might come through those. His gaze uninterrupted with a resolve as if everything is going to be fine. His fingers entwined on the table, his glass of water untouched. The girl is not going to show up. And I know because if she does, he won’t understand what pain is and everything will be too easy. It never is. We are all better off with a heartache, wanting to live, satisfaction would have wiped us long ago. Perhaps, that is why nature invented love.


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