Max again

Max didn’t feel like the type of guy that stuck around. He seemed to be restless,unhappy and to have no ambition at all.  Sometimes he would mentioned the stuff he did but I never asked about it. I don’t think it mattered to me then.  About almost a week after we met he took me to see the river themse. He took me to where he thought it was the most beautiful. I’ve been to London a bunch of times but I can never really comprehend where the hell we were. I want to find that place again and I have no idea where to start looking.

I remember that we took the tube to get there but which way i don’t know. I really want to find out because I think of Max often and now I’m  much older and now I realise what the hell he was telling me and I want to feel close to him again. I wonder if he is dead or if she fixed his life and is happy and normal, whatever that means.


About thoughtsaboutart

My name is Melanie and I am a 24 year old woman living in the south of Sweden. I love writing and reading on my spare time and the reason I choose to have this blog in english is so I can meet new people/writers/bloggers. Sweden is a great country but the people can be a bit boring at times so if you want a european blogger friend then here I am. I live in Malmöö and I've lived here since I was 15 years of age. Before that I lived in a cottage in the woods with my english dad and swedish mum and two siblings. Sometimes I want to move out to the country side but then I remember I don't have a driving license and I realise I have to live in the city.
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