The Story

She was the most beautiful of them all and the color red of her apples surrounded her as a protective ghost that accompanied her wherever she went. As soon as I saw her I fell in love. What could possibly attract me to that languid little girl in a red coat was not clear but it hit me like pine cones running through my blood, as if I had suddenly inhaled a whole city?

She was on her way to some unknown place with no time, and I suddenly had the urge to stop her from getting there. I just wanted to taste her and eat her and keep her just like that inside of me. She turned around as if somehow she could tell what I was thinking, but her eyes where lost in other worlds, so lovely I had no courage to get close. My stomach turned around and as butterflies invaded me, she began to run.

I knew where she was going and as I silently moved faster, I left behind my butterflies as to distract her from the road. She stopped to play with them, lost in her own self. I could almost see how she slowly converted the butterflies to red, but I was already to far away to know if it was real or if it was all something that I already carried inside myself.

Getting to the place where old memories pile up as in a garbage dump happens suddenly and without you really noticing it you are suddenly there. I was there. As I tried to catch my breath, I felt it again. This time it was creeping inside myself. The red ghosts surrounded me slowly and I felt I was going to choke. But I sweetly swallowed as the lights in the city began to glow. The air was damped and I could feel the smell of apples in my skin.

She, the most beautiful of them all (inside me), is sitting still as if asking the city if she is really there.

FIN