DreamWearily, I sat on the couch and pulled a cork out of bottle of wine. It was late evening, the kind which makes you feel somehow uneasy. I was sure I had forgot something, but I couldnīt remember what it was.Probably nothing too important, I thought and poured wine into my glass, enjoying its ruby colour. I used to see this colour as the first thing when I woke up, but it was long time ago.Closing my eyes, I swallowed the whole glass before pouring one more. Of course I knew what Iīm trying to forget.I quickly stood up and paced the room, stopping at the shelf, where a photo in a silver frame was laid.“Why did you abandon me?” I asked bitterly.The accused girl kept smiling at me, her crimson hair flying around her head. Just a worthless moment captured in time. I wondered why I kept that shit.Shaking my head, I walked back to the couch. I was tired of living alone, of having no reason to return home. It was not our home anymore.How long was it? Year? Unfaithful bitch.