Heart and me are sitting. Staring. Sitting. Staring.Sitting, staring, sitting, staring for a long long time.
Finally I dare to speak. Hey heart? (silence) I’m sad. (silence) Really, really sad. (silence) Feel like crying. (silence) Very lonely. (silence) Hurt. (silence) Somehow, I feel like leaning on someone’s shoulder. (silence and uncomfortable, did I really say that?) Can I lean on your shoulder and just sit next to you for a while, heart? (No answer)
Slowly I try to get close to heart. And try to lean on heart’s shoulder. But heart doesn’t want to be half hugged nor want heart to sit so close to me nor does heart want me to lean on heart’s shoulder.
So we continue,sitting together alone / alone together.