The Friend
(Antonio Gomes)
The computer, a room, the window, a cellfone within reach, the guitar, the television, the remote control and some dirty glasses, some thrown clothes, here is where I spend hours of the day writing. The cellfone rings and emotions move... is a friend calling and inviting me to drink chocolate in the coffee - library from the other corner, what a happiness, I d´ont feel lonely anymore, my heart returns to beat, we talk, in the table infront of us some girls are laughing and talking loud, the waiter brings the chocolate with a cake, put the white paper napkins and the round glass ashtray in our table, the time is passing and with him my sadnesses. The dull computer delay in the empty room, the closed window, the opened door of where no longer music is heard, the keyboard does not make the noise of tiping of the fingers, the telephone bills still on the table, television is without images, the dirty glasses still there. The friend tell me of his plans, of his desires, that slowly are lightning and heating my soul, what a pretty present is to have a friend . Oh God you do not take away my friend, if I lose everything I still have the friend, the one who takes the sadnesses of my heart away and gives back hapiness. The old waiter retires the plates and the cups, we pay the bill, the girls are still watching but the friend must go away, we give us a strong hug. I return walking to the room with a full heart plenty of emotions and satifaction by having been with the friend. I again feel like in front of the computer now already writing, I open the window, put the cellfone within reach, I return but now very happy for such a beautiful day. Oh God Do not take me away the friend.
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