Her eyes shone like crystals due to tears,while her hands trembled like aspen leaves.
Your life is like a maze because it’s so confusing.
Her room now looks like a box,she’s like a prisoner.
The air is a train
Death is a thing with leave
The girl always thought that death is a thing with leaves
Because the life of a tree ends when all its leaves are falling off
Maybe seasonally. but for him it means the end.
Waiting is infinity
But she’s still waiting for her blossoming.
She stood over the river like a statue
And just waited for this moment.
The first seconds are always difficult.
But she couldn’t care less,
Because she was only thinking about her future tiny flowers,
That will warm her waiting heart with hope.
With the hope, that will be with her forever…
