Lits - feelings.

sg^mlt .. [muz:the lost in space]


..feelings...


    they stood and looked into each other's eyes. she answered him
no. real, intelligible no!
    on his beautiful eyes, blue from birth, appeared
tears. the eyes trembled.
    “why?” he asked her in a trembling voice...
    "we're not right for each other and that's all..."
    he raised his hand to his face and wiped the warm, creeping
tear.  the lump in his throat killed his voice. he rushed
run, run to no one knows where...
    she silently went home, she also didn’t want to be with anyone
to talk, she wanted to remain silent. entering the house, she lay down on
bed, buried herself in the pillow and started sobbing, she just didn’t
knew what to do next, without him...


<...>


    he was found in the morning at the entrance. he sat and looked into nowhere. in
holding a bottle of unfinished vodka in his left, bloodied hand, and
right razor blade. There was a smoldering cigarette lying nearby.
    he wasn't breathing...