I
We sat there, early in the morning, holding each other tight to keep ourselves warm.
We sat there, early in the morning, smoking funny, smuggled cigarettes.
He shivered for about a second, or less. It was a shiver, yes. I gave him my purple sweater. He put it on and held me.
Like a child, he placed his head sideways on my shoulder.
II
'I'm lying next to the world's best pillow and still not getting any sleep.'
I giggled and turned towards him. I held him, carefully. He rested his head on my arm and held me closer.
My hands began to shake. They wouldn't remain still unless i held him, so i did.
III
He lay still, on my lap, staring at the screen. I caressed the entire length of his hair, multiple times.
I smiled while i looked at him, every now and then.
"The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind".
He shook, all of a sudden and held my hand. He cupped it in his and held it to his chest.
IV
It was dark, the auditorium. I sat behind, where only i could see what was around me and not the other way around. I rested my elbows on a chair in front of me and leaned forward.
A group of people were walking towards the exit. I turned away for a moment and then turned back.
A tall, lean silhouette stood there. Shoulder-length, wavy hair. He turned around and began to walk towards the exit. I blinked really hard to clear my eyes, whatever that means. I had to make sure it wasn't something i was imagining. He continued to walk towards the exit with his eyes to the floor. I continued to look at him until he walked out. The play began.
