Maybe
Hard to say I love you
He had been waiting in their dressing room for fifteen minutes. He was pacing without being able to make a decision. However, it wasn't a difficult one. Just to turn the handle and it would be settled.
He stepped until a little window which shows perfectly the practice room and contemplate his junior. As usual he was dancing, practising some movements he already knew by heart and was doing perfectly. He was so gorgeous. Even if he was saying the contrary all day long, his heart couldn't think anything else.
He hesitated again for a long time, torturing his hands as much as his brain. He slapped himself in his mind, he couldn't continue in this way eternally. His finger tighten toward the door, he finally decided.
As he was moving, the door opened, giving him a jump.
-Did you want something Minnie? Asked the man of his heart with his famous gummy smile as he wiped the sweat of his forehead.
His heart pounded, almost breaking his bust. As it was doing during all those years together. It couldn't stop. He needed to confess …
-I … didn't you see my harmonica?
Tomorrow. Yeah, maybe tomorrow … one day, for sure.
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