The sunlight filters faintly through the narrow gaps between the skyscrapers, softly spilling down. The people walking on the streetwear indifferent expressions and hurry in their steps. The essence of this city is something only those who live in it can truly understand. Souls staring at each other in solitude, submerged in the thronging crowd.
I exited Max’s apartment, carrying a bag of Susie’s freshly laundered clothes. The lingering scent of detergent blends cleanliness with tenderness, reminiscent of the familiar presence he leaves behind when he is near. But I am not him, and he is not me.
Every time, the passion ebbs away like a tide. I feel emptier, as if the sea’s embrace has momentarily loosened. Breathes in its solitude, waiting for the tide to rise next time.
I find myself w
