Waking from one to await its return the next instant. And still being very expectant about the outcome. Waiting for some more details of that face smiling at you, those eyes crying to you, and those lips talking to you. For that crowd that cheers you and your temple beating.
And yet that certain Voice telling you no. Stop. Stop.
My exams have started. And I am trying desperately to not back off my dear window. Still, a new year brought nothing to it. A few vivid memories and nothing more. Have a great day, subjects!
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Kazarelth