A sky colored in red, purple and pink. Just a few, thin clouds. Almost flawless. Yet no one bothered to look up this time – they were all in a hurry. Except for one pair of big, brown, lonely eyes. These colors were mesmerizing, yet they were all missing it. As the sun was descending, disappearing beyond the horizon, all she could think of was how lonely it felt to be the only one observing this perfection. Water tickled her bare feet, she looked down at the ocean before her. The waves were growing bigger every minute. A cold but soft wind stroked her skin, she imagined how the whole earth was breathing. And the people behind her didn’t even notice, they didn’t have time to stop.
Of course they didn’t. A Friday evening wasn’t the time for loneliness. All that mattered was finding someone to not be lonely with. To find cheaper thrills. She would have done it too – if she had a choice. She was as frightened as anyone else to be alone. She was scared of all the people rushing by behind her, noticing her loneliness. Did they even? The fear and the shame – she just wanted to hide. Just so that she could be all alone, without the whole world watching her.
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