This argument grew from nowhere into an outrage. In my rage, I was blind to her, to the graceful parts of her heart. I assumed I was right when I had no reason to. The words she spoke with such intentioned purity triggered something inside of me that came from fear. The words that calmed her, scared me. The words that calmed me, scared her. We were opponents, suddenly blind to each other's good hearts and building walls instead of bridges.  
She stood up, and ran out. It all felt like a sudden daydream, her eyes looking back at me so glassy, so anxious, and I felt paralyzed. I put the drink on my mouth and finished it again. I heard the barkeeper coming back and ordered another one. I hated it when again, she had to think about if she still loved me.

Melea&Taylor. Two strangers on their way to a horrific crime learn to fall in love again.

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Metanoia - The Age of Innocence

"Even strangers are main characters to someone." - Unknown 


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"Good evening Maria, Tyson, how are you doing?" I asked, as my eyes lazily rested on the grave stones in front, "you'll probably stayed home together and watched some lame ass horror movies," I went on, and a slight laugh came out of my mouth. 


„Can you see, Tyson? I cleaned up," I pointed at my smoking and the leather shoes I was wearing. The shoes creaked when I nervously tipped with them deeper and deeper into the wet grass. 


"I know you always wanted that," I mumbled, while looking down instead of looking at the grave stones. 


"What am I even saying? Why am I so stupid? You're not there," I gestured at the grave stone, "and not there, and you won't ever be." 


I clenched my hands, formed them into fists, to not explode or hit something. The anger inside of me formed up - I couldn't control it anymore. I was enraged. 


Nemesism - CH. 19