A couple of months ago, I began to actively look for a partner. I tried to find her on a speed-dating site. I had been in crowded rooms chasing stars, nevertheless now I am aware that all of it was smokescreens, since I've never felt attracted to any of their silhouettes.
Yesterday at noon my world fell into pieces. I was visiting an art gallery when I saw him. I'd never felt like this before with any person. He broke my heart. I couldn't say a thing just because I didn't know what to feel, not even what to say.
Tomorrow, I'm going to visit the art gallery again. I hope to see him there and to smell his perfume one more time. I will be brave enough to speak to him this time.
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of stories I wrote in English class. Colección de historias cortas escritas en clase de inglés.
