We were lying on the green floor. They all came and started taking pictures of us. We didn’t want to talk with them. Saw them, but they made us scream and make them leave us alone. The sun was directly on me, I had my head on the green and was looking at the blue above. My ear was a little bent I think that’s why everybody decided to take a picture of me. The blue was beautiful even to my eyes.

Fuck! One of them came back and approached me. He brought his hand to my face. How sweet it smelled. I opened my mouth and he swatted away his hand, probably out of fear. Then he tried to approach my friend. I was sad. I liked his long, white fingers. I wonder why he was here? My friend let him put his hand up to his face and neck. I was watching him until that black cat came and stood between us. My friend started to walk behind him and I was so tired that I didn’t want to accompany him. I let him go.

I’m lying on the green. Above is the blue one. The blue. Many people were not convinced that I, we know how to love and miss. I also know how to live.

It’s sunny, it’s green.

He came again. I stopped. He reached me. I saw his legs. I half-closed my eyes so she wouldn’t be scared. He speaks a language I don’t know. He brought his hand down to my face. He wanted to straighten my ear. I had a heartbeat for the first time. I was happy. I decided not to react so that he would stay longer. But when I saw his long thin fingers again. I opened my mouth to kiss him. He didn’t manage to snatch his hand. On his white hand I saw the color red. I wide-opened my eyes. I hurt him. I hurt him. He screamed and ran away. My friend ran after him. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to cry. I didn’t really know how to love.

Apparently, he came the next day too. He brought his hand close to my face again and this time I definitely decided not to respond to him so that he would at least forgive me. He caressed my eyes, my nose, my face. I was indifferent. He looked at me. His face was sad.

– What is it, baby, aren’t you talking to me?

I was silent. My friend came. He looked at me.

– Well, baby, talk to me, or I’ll go.

I was silent.

My friend came close to him. He turned to my friend and the latter put his paw on his long white toes. They went away playing happily.

I was silent.

He left.

I didn’t know how to love.

He left. And I was silent.

It was sunny. I was lying on the green and looking at the blue sky. My friend got on the bus, jumped into his arms.

I was lying on the green.

The sky was blue.

I was silent.