Lonely man      painting

He looked at his watch. It was past eleven.

"It will never again be as it was before." He thought.

"I was happy and I didn’t know it."

"You’re a fool!" He said to Gabriella, to hurt her.

She stood next to the already opened door, her right arm hanging slightly, weighed down by her heavy luggage.

She yelled: "I’d rather live on a rock, a poor fool, waiting for the Rex, than live here… in this shit, contemplating…"

Fury lit up her eyes and she looked even more beautiful. With her mouth pasty with saliva and full of bile, she searched for a final word."Contemplating your nothingness…" She said.