Are you, are you coming to the tree?
She asked me what happened to me in my life.
I told her.
She started crying, while working.
She is my barista, we comfy chatting at the bar, on oppositive sides of the bar.
She felt me. No one else did.
We seem to be comfy around each other.
But she is freaking 16 years younger than me.
Ambitious, plan to conqueror life. And I am oppositive, I will be sitting in my corner in the Swedish woods or on the Baltic sea coast, coding.
I told her it was all past, and got over it, as much as it possible to be over it.
I told her if she will be crying because of me I will disappear like Edward Cullen.
She answered:
Do not.
Fuck me.
I don't want to ruin this innocent person's life.
But I was looking for her, or for someone like her..my whole life?!
She quits the job in few weeks.
Seems like she will be the Edward.
And I will continue with my loneliness.