I want to hug you

On a narrow street, a quiet little alley. I leaned against the high wall of a dark gray building. I continued staring at his face, the young man in front of me was catching his breath. Both his hands rest on the knees. Looks like Mario was a little tired, huh .. we ran quite a bit.

I looked around, this place was very quiet, there are no people along the way. Looks like we're behind a shopping building.

Mario took a deep breath. He glanced at my face, then let go of his tight grip on my arm.

Mario turned around. He also leaned on the building wall. We stand side by side.

I can saw this handsome face when his hands take off the hoodie on his head. Sweat filled his forehead. It feels, my hands wanting to immediately wipe the beads of sweat flooding his forehead.

There is even sweat dripping down his nose and falling on the lobe of his lips.

He wiped with the back of his hand. His breathing was still a little heavy. He was still exhausted.

While my eyes, I was still staring and amazed at the face in front of me at this time.

Her forehead creased. His eyes were narrowed. He returned to the starting position. Facing my direction. With a slight crouch, he leveled our height.

He wiped the sweat on my chin with the back of his hand. Closing slowly my mouth has been gasped since earlier. It was a little embarrassing but I didn't care.

His hands feel cold on my face which had higher temperatures. We took quite a long way earlier.

His cold fingertips made my reverie come to my senses. Suddenly the memory of the intimacy between him and Sofia flashed into my head.

I took a few steps back. His face looked surprised. His dark black eyes looked like he couldn't believe me, who seemed to be avoiding him. I can only look down. Withstand the fluctuation of feelings in the chest, between happy and restless.

"Sorry .." he muttered stealing my attention.

Sorry, you said, sorry for what?

I looked straight into his eyes. I'm looking for answers there. On a flat face.

He dropped his body. Squat in front of me. You make my mind feel like deja vu. I've seen you like this before. I and you were in this position that night.

"I'm a bad man," he said softly. His hands grabbed his hair. I saw, his face bowed sadly.

"Why?" I asked in a trembling voice. My eyes feel hot. Why do you look like this in front of me? You look depressed and unhappy. You make me feel pain.

I don't want to cry anymore but why. What's wrong with you, Mario? is there something bothering you.

Mario raised his head, he was silent for a moment, while I waited with an impatient expression.

"I'm married," he said quickly.

It was like there was lightning in broad daylight. Lightning grabbed my body and made my eyes suddenly widened. My legs are like losing strength. My whole body relaxes instantly.

The world seemed to collapse and hit my body right now. Pain!

Mario took my shoulder. Hold onto this falling body. He leaned me against the wall.

I hold his chest to keep a distance from me. I don't want you this close to me!

He was still holding my body from falling with his palms and I still pressed his chest not to come near me.

I cried, even though I tried to hold it in, I just kept crying. Sobbing in front of him. I sniffled. Everything feels so stifling in my chest, I can only continue crying, sobbing, take all the burden on my chest.

I don't know what my face looks like right now. I don't care anymore.

The feeling of disappointment and pain in my heart continues. Very Disappointed and very sick.

I saw tears in the corners of her eyes. Is He crying too?

Why is he crying?

Why is he crying too? I'm sad. Why was Mario's face more burdened? Why was his body trembling? As he is unable to withstand the turmoil that was revolving in the chest.

Hey, you dumped me! You left me and married another woman!

Mario bit his lip. He was trying to hold back his tears but it seemed like he was on the threshold.

My tears stop because of the sadness on your face. I can't even cry anymore. I'm confused about you. Why are you crying?

The sadness on his face made me feel sorry for him. Slowly my body also descended, squatting in front of him. Subconsciously I raised my hand. Wiped his tears. The skin on his face that felt cold was exactly like the gazed on his face at this time.

I don't want us this closer. But my heart can't ignore you. Currently, my brain and heart are out of sync.

The brain in my head is against the false hopes that you gave. But my heart continues and continues to hope for a beautiful ending between the two of us.

He lowered his head deeply. I grabbed his shoulder. Buried his head in my shoulder His tears warmed my shoulders. He's crying.

His body was still shaking. I feel deep sadness and now it even makes me tighten my hug to you.

Really, what am I doing right now? All of this is so annoying, you already have a wife!

You're married but why are you like this. Married men should be happy and full of love. your marriage should be happy.

Why are you acting like this in front of me? Why are you sad, why are you crying?

Why do you make me heartbreak, you make me unable to hold back. You ... you know that I've always liked you!

I want to hug you.

At first, I hesitated to raise my hand but. I wanted to share a little calm with him, even though my feelings were not calm.

I kissed his hair. The smell I've ever known. A fragrance that can calm my feelings. A fragrance that gives another taste to my heart. The smell that I have ever known, the smell of your room that night, the smell that stopped in my rented room.

You have many stories in your heart. You are hiding a lot of secrets.

Mario.

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