Initial notes

I hope you like it, a different chapter and not about a specific song is a synthesis of all.

[re]memory

We were in a bar, empty, Jimmy was playing billiards alone and always looking for me. I was sitting at the table, drinking a beer and playing with his cap.

A blonde came and drew the attention of the Jimmy, i was on the alert, am not silly, I know that he looks to the other, the other women!

And they always look at it, I do not blame them, it's a sight for eyes (but that does not mean I'm not insecure and jealous).

The woman took her order and left, but before she took one last look at him and he waved at her, it cut my heart. I know everyone says that it would be better without him, but the heart wants what it wants and it is not always what our head wants.

Reason and Emotion, two sides of the same coin. Face and Crown, what will be the turn.

After that it was though, Jimmy looked at me, as if to ask if I would complain about it or not. At the beginning of the relationship, with certainty would ask him, but now... After so much time, I know how it works, and this is a game and do not want to lose it. Then as ignoring my heart and following the reason i blinked to him, not showing surprise, he only gave a smile, but i know that inside he was surprised and had a twinge of pride, I behaved like a spoilt girl jealous. I behaved like a safe woman - That's his conviction -

After that episode we went home. Outside the bar we follow to his motorcycle (his first passion and almost sure will be his last).

But before you climb, looked at me with his gaze deep, such as hot whisky down the throat and kissed me.

One of our quiet and bittersweet memories... I miss the calm before the storm and with all sure Jimmy was a storm that took everything that track ahead and i went to them, I am now a survivor of the storm, left side as the few things that survive it.

One of our memories, calm and bittersweet ... I miss the calm before the storm and with all certainty Jimmy was a storm that took everything that I saw and I was of them, now I am a survivor of the storm, put aside as the few things that survive it.

My broken heart knows that the reason was right, but this does not mean that the heart was wrong, were only to choices that strayed from the certainty, but it is not the end of the world, is only the beginning of a new journey.

Final notes of chapter

As I said before this story is an experiment, the first time I do something like this, I hope you are enjoying it.