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That morning I woke up earlier than usually, but his eyes crossed my mind as usually (actually as always). I got up immediately, thinking of the list of things and stuff I had to do; just daily routine, nonsense for me. I opened the window of my bedroom, foggy weather. I sighed.
Finally I got out of my home.
Suddenly, emotions overwhelmed me and I felt I couldn't breath anymore: I had to sit in a close bench. Far behind me I saw a forest, a deep dark forest that attracted all my attention: this darkness reminded me of his eyes -oh, no, his eyes on my mind again - and my heart started beating fast. I felt the need of walking and not stopping until I was in this forest. I walked, walked and walked and discovered a strange path: it was so bright: the sunlight conbined with the autumn colours was creating such a warm image on me. A bit further I could see strange people walking happily through the path. There was also a wall between this path and the forest: I looked at it quite sad; why a wall between this comfortable path and the deep and dark forest I wanted to go through? Why always a wall betweem what is comfortable and supposed to be meant for me and what I really want?
I could not anymore....What an irony. I left me fall to the floor, over my knees. I started to cry. This landscape was as my own life: the beautiful path, as my daily life where everything seemed to be okay: had a work, friends, money, a family; and the forest was him, whom I really wanted, and a life with him: a mistery, unknown, difficult , rather impossible to achieve. But it is what I longed for, it is what my heart bleeded for. The wall was of course the impossibility, the distance between him and me.
After some minutes crying myself out I decided to cross. No matter what, no matter how comfortable the path was. I went to the wall then and tried to jump over it: I (obviously) failed, but this did not mean I stopped trying it: I tried, again and again, my legs and arms hurt already, with little bleeding wounds, but finally I could cross it. I fell on the other side of the wall. Then I was in front of the way to the forest. I looked for the last time to the path....And went into the woods finally. I walked through it anxiously, looking for him: he had to be here somewhere! My heart beated desperate: I thought I heard his voice through the wind. I followed that sound....and, as my heart expected, there was he. Staring at me, his deep eyes on me: those eyes that could not leave me. I looked at him too: I needed him to hold me, to make these nightmare end, to take me with him forever to nowhere.
- You knew and know that this can't be posible, this is just a dream - he said to me with his poetical voice.
- It is not: you are my path, my real path and I came here for you
- I am sorry, love is not meant for you and me.
He disappeared.
Suddenly.
I was there, standing alone, in the dark forest; I cried, shouted his name, cried, calling him. But nothing happened.
Will I be trapped forever in this forest?
The alarm clock sounds, I wake up, and get into the path again...
