"He used you ?"- bestfriend asked .
"Yes"- she replied with tears .
"he do used me . Not for his lust but the thirst.
Thirst of lonliness , Thirst of being with someone he could talk to .
Thirst to overcome the fear of being left alone .
And made me the dusk of the dawn .
But he was all i loved ,
And my only one ."
"And for him?"- friend interrupted.
" I ? A desire. ! - She smiled .
"A desire which he fullfilled by crushing all my dreams .
A desire which took my soul out of me .
And A desire ! Which changed by the time to something else and gave me scars which could never heal."