петък, 13 декември 2013 г. § 0

I watched him fall asleep for the first time. Softly, diving between the pillow and the blankets, his teeth glowing white within his smiling lips just before immersing into a dream.

- You are sleeping. - I laughed.
- No, I am just resting my eyes... Like my grandfather did. He was always saying: "No, no, I am not asleep, I am just resting my eyes."

After that he quickly fell asleep again. I was watching him as if seeing him for the first time. And he was the same, and he was different from when I knew him. And he loved another. And I still loved him.

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