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

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p from the bed, before getting up and

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ked around trying to locate his coat and throwing

man on the other end took

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