«I didn’t expect you to be awake, but I’m glad you are, I have so much to tell you, it was a wonderful night! I had such a good time. He was sweet, charming, and attentive. You know how I get when I’m nervous, I can’t stop talking and it ended up being… too much. No, don’t you dare contradict me, I don’t need your condescension, or at least not today? This time I kept quiet, or well, I calmed down, I knew when to listen and speak at the right moments. This doesn’t mean I didn’t express myself as I wanted. I tried to be myself, just more aware, I don’t know, I just felt good.
And then the kiss, yes, he kissed me! It was so tender, I’d love to say it was unexpected, but you know, I always see those things coming. I could have avoided it, but I wanted it so much. I know I can be honest with you, I just wanted to scream, I was so excited, to feel a pair of lips against mine again.
Don’t look at me like that, do you think I acted wrong? You know I’m not impulsive, but it’s just that I really needed it, I’ve felt so lonely. No, please, don’t misunderstand me, you and I get along, but you know I need attention, a different kind of affection. I hate loneliness, it doesn’t suit me. Does loneliness suit anyone? You don’t have to answer, it’s a rhetorical question, besides, believe me, I’m very clear about the answer.
You more than anyone know how a kiss can make sadness leave the body, and I know getting excited about anyone can be dangerous, but I want to take the risk; I’m sure loneliness is dangerous too, it can even be deadly. I’m doing it again, I can’t stop talking, sorry, how was your night?» Lisa asked her cat as she petted him under the chin.
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