In The Ladies, continued.
I went closer to Zoky.
Grabbed some tissues as I moved away from her. While I'm wiping my hands, I wiped my thoughts, whatever that is. I am still breathing as deep. My heart is still pounding as hard. I quickly grabbed the door handle, and held it open to wait for her. I catch a glimpse of air as soon as we left the toilet.
We parted with a goodnight after I sent her home.
Conscience 1: What the fuck!? You are most stupidest man alive! You go talk to him!
Conscience 2: I'm not asking you to... sigh... forget it.
She is a very good friend that I've known for a while.
Over the time, we have built friendship and respects. A bond that only we know. It's just a fine line of crossing over to the wrong side. It confuses me at times. I can't deny I am fond of her. But I don't want it to start this way. And definitely don't want it to end like this.
Not in this situation.
Not in this place.