♥♥♥♥

Once in a sheer terror of dulness a chat was built. On the foundation of boredom, lust and greed it was formed. No sturdy base nor any indication of what it was supposed to be. Longest time man was alone in the dust of modern world. Who shall keep company to a loser without any good traits or wits? An inbetweener. Not the hunter or the hunted. Alone, alone, alone in an open world. Everyone and anyone could be contacted with your fingertips. Still, a man was alone. There's no such thing as a 'bottomless hole'. The higher you rise the longer the fall, but it's always going to be finite. I hit the bottom, and when someone asks what's it called I raise my other eyebrow like greeting an old friend. A cheeky smile with a glimmer of hope in my iris. I let the natural phrase come out like it wasn't ever supposed to be trapped inside me. It's called; ♥♥♥♥.