O love when we catch you, you despise us, make us more stupid, more naive, you we emerge into a vicious cycle of bitterness and failure innumerable!
Make no mistake, I'm not writing a poem, nor to reveal some of my loving soul through prose. I do not hold or how neither art nor the verb to sing my pen.
It is often said that those who fall in love, become poets or many nicks best rhymers, or rhymesters versifiers, and the limit of the singers. Finally, all in their heads, but when it comes to translating the ideas of a nascent inspiration comes for the first time tickle your mind, you lose the mobility of your fingers, or rather the theme of your romantic ideas.
And worse, when the person for whom all this inspiration, haunts you, makes fun of your latent talents and began to laugh, you lose not only the desire to write but you feel ridiculed.
The only time where I started writing, it was with Amira. It was my way to express my deep feelings. She invited me home on a Friday, go to dinner somewhere. And during the time she showered (she even closed the door key to the bathroom, I did not even interpret the reason), I immersed myself in reading a book of poems that I liked grave the flowers of evil. As I thought what he wrote of extreme beauty, it encouraged me to write prose in his own way. Upon
came out of the shower, she ran toward me and shook his head m'asperger with her wet hair. Once, my sweater soaked with tepid water droplets, and the sheet on which I wrote my first three sentences, swimming in a lake anchor diluted, she laughed and cried.
- You still want to get wet?
- Stop! I said when I got up at the end of nerves.
She noticed the sheet soaked, so she seized it and read aloud.
- O love?
And then, a crisis of laughter to tears from the eyes and wrapped.
- What's that? yourself become a poet, now?
I tried to snatch the piece of paper, but she kept in her hand, then continued reading mockingly.
- Ilhem must see!
- Stop Amira, it's not funny!
She looked at me and gave me a long time.
- Listen, poets are boring people who do not find comfort as with words! and kissing me on the mouth, if you become a poet, you will forget me!
I stepped back and asked him.
- Luckily you're a student in fine arts and so you know what an art! It
ria, kissed me again on the lips and went on their way to her room.
- You make me really laugh, my bitch! and leaving the door half open, she continued, with the score I had in high school, I could not register as fine arts! So it's no love for art that I chose this branch! and then laughing, oh love when you despise us ...
- OK, fine Amira!
And without being able to remember I ran toward it with excitement, pushing the door without noticing that she was naked.
- Oh, sorry! I did not want
... She's beautiful ass, well rounded and well muscled. With a gesture she appealed to the nervous After she left towel drop to the ground, then wrapped his bottom and turned his head toward me, grabbing a bra.
- At this point, you're lacking? she exclaimed with a grin, then to annoy me yet, O love!
- Amira, shut the! I said, clenching his fists in anger.
As if she was enjoying the anger rising in me, she continued, raising his voice.
- O Love! oh love, oh love!
- OK, fine!
Furious, I pressed on towards the door of his apartment, but she caught me at the last second, then hugged me against her arms, kissing me on the forehead.
- Do not get angry my heart, I wanted to tease you! then stroking my cheek, I promise, I do most of your mock latent talent!
- Fuck you! I said, laughing.
She hugged me against her, caressing one way and added, devouring me with a look of passion.
- What? you want a second run!
I belt my arms and I answered without leaving my eyes.
- Provided that you are serious this time.
She got rid of my hands and then laughs.
- You really are naive, do not take my word! and raising his arm, I was kidding!
Ashamed, I lowered eyes, then raising my hand on the doorknob.
- I do not feel like dinner, I'll go. She dried her hair
with another towel and said coldly.
- Ok, goodbye!
- Thank you, Amira! it's very nice.
As she said nothing, while putting the hair dryer on. I took my jacket and I left his apartment, closing the door so hard.
-hey bitch, a little finesse! You will pay the costs of a new door if the tremors you!
was his way of saying goodbye to me, with kind expression of his love and affection outside the norm.
When I make a feedback in the past, I I am often asked how I could not open your eyes and noticed that she did not love me, then perhaps, she liked me but she did not love me.
The next day she called me to 19h. I was home I was summarized on the cards for the anatomy course. And his phone call, just distract me.
- Hey, my bitch? what are you doing?
- I review. She laughed and cried
.
- Oh, stop, you become very boring, once you're a poet, another hard worker? In
sucking a piece of candy to calm myself, I whispered.
- I am angry against you.
- Oh, damn, does not start please. It is you who are left yesterday, and I do not know why ...
I interrupted him nervously.
- You do not know why? you talk to me as if I were one to you.
- You're my girlfriend.
- Well, you do not give me the impression of being.
She lowered the tone, as if to apologize and added.
- I know I do not show my feelings. I'm like that sweetie.
enamored by my passion for her, I cried.
- You never tell me, I love you when you sent me a text, yet me, I always say.
She let a breath of weariness escape her lips and said.
- Ok, I love you!
- It is very clear, as you say to heart cons! I said, laughing.
She shared the laughter and continued.
- Go bitch ass move and bring them back to my apartment!
- Why?
- To celebrate my darling.
Partying as defined by my girlfriend was drinking to intoxication in a deep sink, break the head of the neighbors with loud music to house, give me a striptease without letting me touch her. But this time was different. We was not only head to head as the two times we partied.
What was planned was to find myself alone with her. Besides, she was so drunk at the end let me touch everywhere. It was on her bed, her eyes were almost closed so she drank a dozen beers. To excite me even more she took off her bra and panties remained in red, then standing with difficulty.
- Come on, this time, I'll play the role of the subject! and making me a wink, it's rare, I love to dominate when I make love. Then she threw
on the bed and invited me with your finger to join her. From the moment I was on it, I nailed both his hands under mine and snatching a long kiss.
- You're cute, as a subject!
She smiled and pushed me with his legs, and began on me. His black heart pendant, tickled my neck a little and then eventually stops at my chin. I suck on her neck, which made me laugh when she resumed.
- You love it, nasty girl, huh?
In devouring a hungry look of desire, I muttered.
- I love your lips when they touch me!
His hand slid slowly towards my sale and it continued without leave me of her eyes.
- You want me to caress, is not it?
- Yes, I said, feeling a flame, invade my whole body.
- Ok! she said, sticking her lips in mine.
As his hand passes my "red zone", the door of the apartment said. So she withdrew her hand from my panties, and rewashed.
- Oh, no, stay! I said in a voice capricious.
She gave me a kiss with his hand and said.
- I'm curious to know who it is! then I threw my jeans in the figure, dressed you, it can be Ilhem! In
lifting me, sadly.
- She comes to midnight Ilhem?
She put her sweater and then said, pulling his pants.
- She comes sometimes to 2am.
And as she guessed, was Ilhem. When she entered the apartment. She exchanged without discomfort a kiss on the mouth with my girl. I was shocked to lose the language, then Ilhem, approached me to co me a kiss and laughed at me too.
- So you do not be jealous.
Then pat the shoulder of Amira.
- Go repairs you are going away in the disco!
By opening a new beer, Amira wondered.
- Which box?
- Butterfly Gammart! and by drawing a bright smile, tonight, Inna will explode the box with his hits.
- I thought there were more tickets?
She went out, so the pocket of his jacket and three tickets said proudly.
- The two weeks I spent with Imed, have borne fruit.
- Imed? I cried in amazement.
Amira, laughed and explained.
- Yes, that's her boyfriend.
- Oh, your boyfriend? I think you're lesbian?
Ilhem, snatched another kiss and said.
- I love your naivety! then giving me a wink, hang out with guys from time to time for business, is not bad!
And by opening a can in his turn.
- need only know which guy to choose, and in jest, so out with the head of sales of concert tickets, was a good idea.
I sat on a chair and I said, hesitating.
- Inna I love, but it's getting late!
The two girls then exploded with laughter Amira spoke.
- Oh, sweetie! usually we go out to 1am! and holding me by the arm, we'll just primping for a party.
Once pampered, wrapped in robes and masked bare, it blew into the car which was that the cousin Ilhem. When she started the engine, Amira sitting in the front seat, put music on.
back seat alone, I said, heart pounding.
- Decrease the volume a bit, people fall asleep.
She laughed, and increased the volume to annoy me shouting for me to hear.
- Only the cheesy falling asleep early on a Saturday night!
then began to dance in his seat, waving his beer can out the window.
- Hey, Amira stops!
- What? I want to party, and leaving Ilhem, sipping his beer because it had both hands on the fly. Oh, be thou participles to our party, be shut up, Yasmine! After
nerves, I crossed his arms and I lie on my seat. It was around 1am, we were at the entrance to Gammart, and at the roundabout Ilhem stopped the car for some time pending the passage of three cars from the other direction.
Meanwhile, a police patrol car stopped to the right of ours. There was the driver, a young thirty. In seeing only girls, beautiful and super sexy dresses, evening he put his car up a little stop at the window of Amira.
She had no discomfort to drink more beer before him. The policeman, only smiled and when she turned her eyes toward him, he made a snap. She drank his beer, then to me with the can, she looked at the policeman again, then cried.
- Hey, girls, he sent me a kiss!
Ilhem, passed a car, then said, seeking police car.
- Who?
- The policeman.
- Non, tu rigoles, dis- Ilhem, en riant.
- I swear!
Ilhem, looked at the corner of my eye, and in turn received a kiss wheel.
- Wow, what nerve! Then the car passed
police. But Amir does not stop there, she went out the window of his head while I cried from the rear.
- Hey, what are you doing?
- I'll send him a kiss on my way!
Cheeky by nature, she made him the finger, then sat back in his seat. Ilhem, laughed and said.
- You're really mad.
But here, the car began to honk, and then he beckoned us with its lights for us to stop the car.
- This is the best, this one! Ilhem said in parked the car.
Once parked the car, he stopped his before ours then approached the seat and said Ilhem by inserting his head out the window.
- So girls, there is a lack of respect for the police now?
Then looking with his eyes, Amira.
- This is not worthy of a young girl to make rude gestures!
- We are sorry sir! Ilhem cried a little frustrated. She is drunk and not really aware of what she did. As
to sniff, he sniffed the face and said Ilhem.
- Ben, you too, you got drunk?
Then, withdrawing his head and typing so loudly on the hood.
- Driving while intoxicated ! and a firm tone, your papers miss.
Hesitant, she opened the small lamp above the mirror, and gave him the papers of the car as soon as he read them, briefly, he said.
- This is not your car!
- is that of my cousin!
- And where is your cousin?
Frustrated and upset, she cried.
- I borrowed it for tonight.
- Who can assure me that you did not steal.
- Oh, as I told you that this is my cousin.
He opened his door and said, pulling his arm violently.
- Go up!
And addressing himself to Amira.
- You too!
then opened the back door and shouted angrily.
- It applies to you too, my big!
Then without releasing the arm Ilhem.
- Go closes the car! Se
standing with difficulty, Amira exclaimed grabbing me by the arm to avoid losing balance.
- I can know where do you come?
He smiled and said, chuckling.
- Well, for now you'll get into my car, and then continue your party Saturday night at the police station!
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