A short glimpse into a different place

They were sitting on the porch without talking. Maybe they were enjoying the silence, knowing they didn't have to say anything. He sat behind her with his arms tightly wrapped around her. She held an empty coffee-cup. Their faces were expressionless, as if they had difted away to a new place. A place where they could be alone while being together. A place where they didn't need any words.

I saw them from my window. I was alone. Solitude has a sad beauty attached to it.

So, what happened then?

Life was so good. The summer sun was shining. There was nothing I had to do. I could read all the books I wanted. Tito was here. I felt really great about things.

Then.

Life has turned way too busy. It's getting darker, it's raining and the leaves are changing colour. I don't have any time to do nothing. I have no time to read the books I want to read. Tito has left Willowlandia for now. I feel tired and melancholic.

Now.