The SKY In Your EYES
prepared for the amount of darkness that would come with it, they could not with the pain of knowing that desolation will be part of their selves at every step and, the flame of life will be extingui
be possible, the one who has offered you the mantle of protection that has kept you alive, who has been your sky, the brightest and most
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knowing who let you see the prec
h drink fell down his throat and burned, slow and hot, bubbling unti
that didn't even make sense for the minimal fact
possibly it was for the best, Alexandre wasn't ready for rejection, in fact he wasn't ready for reje
rios he had created in his mind throughout his life regarding how in the most drasti
ng to ge
simply wasn't
smiles, having each other's back, being friends through thick and thin, a friendship that grew and
s leaving behind that cherished childhood to understand that
hoever is its victim, however Alexandre survived, in fact I could say that the only thing that
a girl
ce way he would lose the one he considered his best friend, by then with barely twelve it did not even cross
est friend for eight years, and the w
ply sparkle at the mere sight of him and his attention is fo
, anguish and heterosexual uncertainty have driven
xandre could sometimes denote the discomfort in his tense shou
didn't want
cuddly nicknames and bear hugs the red-haired man would give him an
him fe
o
ed
ossibly knew his secret, and while they were telling him to stay aw
he asked why his best friend
om, the times he cried into the wee hours of the morning when Leonel introduced him to a new girl, when he saw them kissing even when he stayed at home from danger and unable to
exandre alw
ove with his best friend, of veiling him beyond the fraternal, of wanting to look pretty for him, to make him s
tting m
ith sex, there were many men willing to do that, and Alexandre knew how attractive he was, all his candidates were tall, strong, wit
girl with black hair, white skin and beautiful, with a particular way of being between sweet and venomous that in his very particular opi
ht to get out of there, go to a bar and end up
, if the red-haired man's reaction was like that, he might have a little interest in him, so with that idea he ended up taking one of his flirts to the friends' meetings, the only thing Alexandre
e him mowed down, so now all he had left to do was cry, undeservedly, because Leonel was
about
bar, he smiled and denied asking the bartender for another bottle, he didn't care, he had n
returned, the humiliations he created for himself, dying for a man who never looked at him, wasting hi
he had fallen into it, and h
oking for the cell phone, answering on
es
p from the bed, before getting up and
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London's Hospital, we have a patient by the name of Ale
ked around trying to locate his coat and throwing
man on the other end took
come in, M