The Pass By
she laid on her back on the double bed and gazed around the overstuffed hotel room, killing her time as she waited for him to come out of the bathroom. this was their last night together and she didn’t really know what to do with the feeling of intimacy she had experienced through him -for five days now. only five days and there she was in a hotel room- daydreaming in love. she thought about the last time she had been with him, about eleven years ago. she didn’t remember much of what happened back then except for having walked together around the streets of a foreign country and having smoked a lot of pot. she remembered though, she liked him immensely by then as well; but this time having shared a sexuality with him made it a much deeper experience for her. she concentrated on the noises he made in the bathroom, trying to figure out when he is going to make his way to bed, and when he finally showed up, she understood that he was more drunk than she thought. being...