every time he receives a mail from her, he freezes. or time freezes. and everything around him blurs, except for the face of a mail he has anticipated to receive for days (which some time ago seemed like weeks or months, even years), even if the mail only writes, "i pray to see you soon. i'll be coming home."
2 comments:
'he' sounds like me...what a weird world!
weird... must be really difficult and complicated being 'him'
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