Autumn leaves were covering the yellow grass as tears cover someone s face. There were no people in the road and it seemed there was no air to breath. The old magnificent buildings were looking at him with their windows. He felt loneliness. «In these windows people are waiting for someone or something», he thought. «But who is waiting for me?» He stared at sparkling skies and smoked a strong cigarette. He was just one looking for a miracle among the stars, narrow streets and those people who was waiting for somebody but not him. He crossed the road and came into a café to have a cup of coffee. With his salary of an office clerk he could afford these little pleasures. «Another senseless evening», he thought, «And tomorrow I ll have to return to the office and listen to the endless speeches of the boss. Great, isn’t it?», he asked himself.
He remembered his young ages, when he used to dream about moving to China and saving human lives as a doctor. «So stupid», he said with a gloomy face, «Its just a usual November melancholy. Autumn will pass swiftly and everything will be in bloom again.» But his thoughts were interrupted by a noisy couple of the age of about twenty. They placed the table by the window flirting with each other and laughing. «Do you fancy a drink?», the young man said. «Yes, I do, but anyway, I fancy you more. You are my the most tasty cockatiel of love and beauty.», the girl started smiling. «I want our children to have your eyes», the young man said and looked into them. They kept talking about haw sweet they are for half an hour. They looked very careless and it was annoying.
He came out and closed the door to the world of youth. He decided to mix the aftertaste of coffee, admirable stars and a cigarette. «When people are young they are full of hope and heart-opened.», he thought. It started raining. He hopped on a bus and looked at the two rain drops at the window. They were sparkling because of the lights of a big city. After that he saw the girl from the café. Her eyes were full of tears. She sat down near him and turned on the music on her phone reading new messages. He had a look at the screen. The 3 messages were «I miss you», «I love you», «Lets spend the night together». They were sent by different people. He decided to start a dialogue:
- A good night, he told to emptiness.
