23-MARK

By Monday morning, I was calmer and it could be said that I had another perspective on the events that had occurred on Saturday.

Of course, that’s how I felt today, because the rest of my Saturday, I spent it burning my anger out on the boxing bag and the treadmill.

With the boxing bag I had won, and with the machine well... I fell.

And it hurt a lot.

But yesterday, well, like I said, my mind was clearer than the day before.

And I had to admit, that my discomfort was because while we were making love, I had once again vomited all my feelings, I had told her that I loved her and she, although excited, and knowing that she feels the same, had simply shut up. Although her eyes gave me the answer I wanted.

That’s why I didn’t insist. I just left her alone and kept burying myself in her depths instead of making her see the reality that she was trying