As I exhale, I see the thick cloud of grey smoke whirl around in the night sky. I let my head be supported by the wall behind me and close my eyes for a second.
Today, I received the best gift I've ever been given. Sure, money and expensive things are nice and cool and all, but I'd much rather receive something someone has really thought about. And I know Zina did. She even remembered what my favorite car is, and made sure to find something that she knows I'll like. I don't really know if she– or anyone— can really figure me out, but I bet she's closest to doing so.
I'm not really an open book I would say. I don't like talking about my feelings, and I don't express them often. I just don't see what the point in that is. People will either judge, or have an opinion, and I don't care about them so I'd rather not have them form one. It's only when Zina came back, that I really became eager to feel something again. To show her what I think about all sort of things, without thinking about how other people would react.
It's like when she's around, every hateful thought or angry itch just stops playing, and all of my emotions just focus on her and how her smile can easily light up the room she walks in. I have wondered multiple time actually if that really is possible. I know she could bring light in the darkest days, all by just existing. And although she doesn't do it purpose, I wish I could thank her for doing that, for just being there.
I won't survive If we lost her another time.
Luca 💗: how was your brothers's birthday?
I feel a smile pull on my face when I read his message, I was actually going to sleep, when I decided to check if he send me something, and I'm glad I did because my day has just become even better.
Zina: it was so fun! I think they were both happy with their gifts so I'm glad.
I tell him, and I think back about when Diego hugged me. He literally hugged me in front of all my brothers. He's hugged me before, but he's always hesitant to show affection in front of others it seems. It made me feel happy he can be so comfortable around me.
Luca 💗: that's so good, love, I knew they'd be happy
I blush slightly at his message, and sent a heart back. Even though I've known Luca for a big part of my life, I can't help but feel butterflies erupting inside of me everytime he gives me a nickname, or even when he's just being kind to me.
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