“What are you doing here?”
“I’m sorry, I just – I just missed you.”
He showed her in, a mixture of confusion and concern on his face.
“Take a seat here, if you like,” he said calmly. She nodded and obediently sat in the chair, and would not meet his eyes.
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
“Yes please,” she said in a very small voice.
He left her to go to the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with the hot drink, and placed it gently on a coffee table next to her. She wiped her nose with the back of her arm, before coughing and finally thanking him in that same small voice. He could tell she was trying not to cry.
“Has anything happened?” He ventured to ask, “you seem quite sad.”
This time she shook her head, and he thought he may have seen a tear or two roll down before being wiped away by a swift movement of her hand. Her head was still lowered, and her hair fell around it, almost shielding it from the sides. He took a seat on a couch nearby and waited quietly for her to speak. A minute or two passed by in silence, except for the regular ticking of a clock in the kitchen. She did not drink the tea; he observed its steam rising into the atmosphere.
“Nothing’s happened,” she said finally, “but sometimes, out of nowhere, I feel so sad …” her voice was beginning to quiver, and she took a breath before continuing, “and this sadness is always about you: I long to be near you, I long to speak to you, I long to see you – I just miss you so much – and I feel so sad …”
She bent her head even lower, covered her face with her hands and began to weep silently. All he could see was her shoulders rising and falling with each sob.
“Well,” he began, “I am here now. Are you feeling better?”
She sniffed and very timidly glanced up at him, mindful that she probably did not look her best right now.
“I feel … infinitely better,” she managed to say before breaking down into another round of sobs – but perhaps this time, it was of relief that she was crying.
Words & Feelings 
You love him so much. That’s so awesome! But given the circumstances also kind of …. desperate.
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Yeah, spot on! But I’m not upset or anything. (BTW this post was definitely imaginary, not based on real experience). Rather I am just fascinated by my own feelings and constantly try to make sense of them. Also I’m curious to see how love can manifest between two unlikely people. There is a special quality in a conversation or encounter that feels loving and I try to capture that in my writing.
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Interesting, because you reveladed that most of the times, you write about what actually happened to you or base it on something that actually happened. So it is sometimes difficult to keep reality and fixtion apart in your writing.
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I will take that as a compliment since that means my fictional characters are very realistic 😛
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Yes, indeed.
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They are realistic indeed.
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I don’t know why, but for some reason, not all comments are shown on your blog. Did you install some limitations?
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I’m not sure :O I’ll need to have a look into it if that’s the case. Thanks for letting me know!
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If you had a contact form, I could also ask you certain questions without the need to always comment. 😉 Or you contact me from my page.
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Done! 😀 https://wordsandfeelings.video.blog/about-contact/
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Perfect! Thanks!
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I just saw a few of your comments in the Spam section! Weird. Nothing of my doing, that’s for sure, lol
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