Cold wind is blowing from the west corner & letting my curtains flow. It's half past midnight. Smoothing moonlight covered the floor.
I'm in the 45th floor of the apartment & the world could possibly seen from this place. But it doesn't speak about hope. Sometimes I walk across the balcony corridor and wonder if I could fly. So , I can sleep with all the collapsing sweet memories. I want to live in my dreams.....
At the 11th hour the bell rang & all of my memories are renewed. My dophamine level goes high. My heart shrinks, looking forward searching for his very existence of soul. No matter how far I run away, I know I'll be running in reverse. Falling in to his labyrinth . where his soul slept in evanescence .
I'm June & I swear I've never planned to be something that I have become now.......
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Constellation of Stars 🌌 [Completed]
Teen FictionAt the 11th hour the bell rang & all of my memories are renewed. My dophamine level goes high. My heart shrinks, looking forward searching for his very existence of soul. No matter how far I run away, I know I'll be running in reverse. Falling in to...