He can't sleep, the boy from the other room and neither can't the girl from the other room. The two rooms are link by the wall. This wall that cries for them. This wall that has witness many things. It knows even by only spending a few moments with the girl, how alone she is, how fragile she is, but that she hides this through her strength, that she wants to be happy like everyone else.
And the boy from the other room, how he too is alone, how he to wants to find some happiness, how many times he has wish for something to change, for a moment were he can be heard. Then as if maybe they can feel that the wall is trying to tell them something, they both stand up at the same time, and face the wall. One by one their fingers begin to slide towards the wall, towards that cold wall that wants to give them some happiness.
They both stand by the wall, feel it caress it in the same spot, if there was no wall then there hands would touch, they would look into each other's eyes and know that in each other they have found that special being. That person who will accept them for who they are, who will not judge them, who will only ask to remain with them, who will not change them, who will take them as they are.
And as they both stand there, they whisper to the wall, but if the wall did not exist they would be whispering to each other and tapping softly to the wall.
"Please come. I been waiting for you for so long...."
But the rain becomes more louder and so they aren't able to hear the soft taps...
