It is already one and a half-year we separated each other, took our own path, and keep away our very own feeling all the way. I was sure that we shall never meet again in the way we used to be. But life – always – unpredictable, isn’t it.
A comes again feeling, it started before the 10th of this month. At first, I was wondering whether it would real or not, but then after the 10th, it became as bright as the beginning of dawn.
It just like a flower emerges from shallow water, try to reach out the very first sunshine. So bright, so pure, and so humble.
My hopes, my wishes, my feeling, my dreams twisting gently and dancing lovely on the meadow of beginning.