Nobody loves you when nobody loves you Part 1

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PART I: THE ROOM WITH THREE VISITORS

The yellow woman rented a room at the edge of the universe because it was quiet there.

Every evening she sat in the same chair and watched the red sky sink into darkness. Across from her stood a shadow who never introduced itself. On the floor knelt a green visitor with eyes large enough to remember forgotten stars.

Nobody spoke much.

The chair remained half empty.

The bottle on the table held no wine, only reflections.

A mouse appeared one night and climbed into the woman’s hand. It trembled like a tiny heart trying to escape the world.

“Does anybody love us?” asked the mouse.

The woman looked at the shadow.

The shadow looked at the visitor.

The visitor looked toward distant galaxies.

No answer arrived.

Outside, planets drifted through space like lost thoughts. Inside, everyone waited for someone else to begin.

That was the trouble.

The shadow believed it was too dark to be loved.

The visitor believed it was too strange.

The woman believed she had waited too long.

And so they sat together in the same room, each feeling alone.

The stars overhead multiplied.

The silence grew larger than the house.

And still nobody moved.

Because nobody loves you when nobody loves you.

Or so they thought.