Painted Love

Noon… the museum is closing, yet the man sitting on the bench shows no interest in living… As a matter of fact, the security guard pays no attention to him for they are well-acquainted. The man has been staring dreamily at the pretty lady whole morning. His smile to her is warm, while hers to him remains non-existent as she ignores him. Her indifference and his fate met a long time ago when, for the pleasure of all, they were hanged on opposite walls.