Crazy Love
A simple mannequin, behind a display case an inanimate object that, in his heart came alive although it is always the same, in turn it is always different. different clothes, different accessories ... he did not expect to have a caress from his hand or a kiss from his lifeless mouth, he just settled for looking at her.
The place will close, the lights will go out and he will dream of the mannequin but he is happy because tomorrow they will open and she will be there maybe with other clothes and another accessory. is love crazy? or does love drive you crazy?
until one day, without notifying him, the place changed the set.
He went crazy with sadness, he started asking everyone, What happened? where did they take her? people looked at him, they laughed, they said he was a poor fool.
He kept looking, ended up in a pile of rubble, there among the trash and broken objects, he found his love, she dirty and alone. He healed her crying, he cleaned her smiling, and so happy that he held her in her arms and swore that her display case would never turn off the light. because they were going to be together forever.
And it is that a man can love beyond madness.
the end
crazy?
-I'm going to travel to the sun
-what?
-that I'm going to travel to the sun
-😶
-but at night I don't want to burn, I'm not that stupid
-And why, if you go at night, don't you go to the moon first?
-no, I am lactose intolerant
-😶, and that has to do with what?
-Everyone knows that the moon is made of cheese, we are both in this madhouse and I am the only one who is not crazy ??? Come on, a little common sense.
-You're right, I'm sorry, can you take me?
-Yeah right, just pee before we go ...