MYRA
I slump on my seat and hold my face in my hands. I feel terrible. I cried enough last night and no matter how much I tried to hide the eye bags with make-up, they are still there. What more? I can’t go home. This is a working day and I have some patients I’m supposed to see today.
Ask me why I was crying and I can’t tell you because it was all stupid. Never been this delicate. I’m always strong but last night was something else.
Reason?
Gael and Larry.
The two men in my life. I don’t know why I’m mentioning Larry in this but he won’t leave my mind. He just won’t leave and it’s becoming harder than before.
He is always on my mind. Larry this, Larry that, Larry does this; I can’t believe myself too but I’m addicted to him. I want him by my side every minute. To feel his kisses, t
