mind games

i am afraid, she said suddenly, releasing her grip from the handrail.

i turned towards her. of what?

that people will realize that my mind is more beautiful. she replied and started tiptoeing on the handrail.

i looked into the horizon and saw the ocean kissing the sky. it was breathtaking. i looked at her face and saw her thoughts meeting her sighs. it was melancholy. more beautiful than what?

than i really am. she answered me and then looked away, to the horizon.

the clouds gathered and blackened. and the rain fell.


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