She was the love of my life. But she is also the reason, why I am sitting on this bridge. Today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I used to like living here in Leeds, used to like this city, which has become my new home 20 years ago. But now…I don’t really see the bright side of it.
I hope that one day, I can see it with different eyes again, with reliance. The same reliance and anticipation I had, when I decided to follow my love to her hometown, when we decided to build up a life together. When we had a future ahead of us.
This bubble cracked three years ago.
I came home from work and walked in on my wife and another man. I bet him up. Accidently hit her, too. And I went to prison for this outburst.
When I got out of prison after two years, there was nothing left for me. No job, no wife, no place to stay.
So the streets of Leeds became my new home.
It’s a year now. It’s cold, it’s lonely and I meet people I don’t want to get in touch with. Brutal people, angry and nasty people. Then there are the ones that smile at me, those, who greet me back: “Have a nice day, too.”