I Prefer Lovers - Hugo Jepsen - Bog

Before this story begins, another one happened. "Having fun with my friends, having play-dates with random acquaintances, drinking wine, creating new experiences, meeting the same world with a new perspective. Well, you know how the story goes."Moments after...The sun sets-down and the moon rises up to its fullest. On a very cold night, half of my heart went away to a very distant place - a place very, very far from me. I didn't cry, I promise that in the first two hours of the night, I didn't cry. But, well, after that, it did hit my mind like poison, memories and memories creating clouds of rain, a type of rain that falls through the eyes of a person.I couldn't control it, I couldn't breathe, my heart became ashes, my soul was crashing down - I swear! None of you is here anymore. Multiple days, multiple nights, socializing but so lonely.Welcome to the aftermath of I PREFER LOVERS.