The same inhumanly handsome features and stifling presence…
It was everything she remembered and more.
They were inches apart, yet it felt like they were worlds away.
Two friends that have been friends for many years, the reasons that our two loves came and went.
After the events have happened and the times have changed, we both reminisced on the side of the road.
That dream in which we were slapped in the face was like the sound of rumbling thunder…
The car slowly drove away, carrying him away from her sight. Her eyes had been glued to him, but he acted like she was thin air, not even glancing her way once.
We have all been forgotten, all have been forgotten for a long time;
Time is a roadside thief.
That sleeve under the umbrella and that face that is waiting for an answer;
How much happiness has turned into loneliness in the end?
