from morning, studying hard until night falls. when night comes, i wait for a ride longing for your presence as my rest.
i miss you so much,
i want to hug you tightly. the road was very dark and the rain suddenly falls, it was good that i’ve found a waiting shed where i can stay for a while. when I finally got home, you hugged me and the tiredness I was carrying disappeared.
four words that eased my tiredness,
“love, let's have coffee"
eager for your presence, sitting and
holding your hand while drinking our
f a v o r i t e c o f f e e.you are the one who’s always there with me and our coffee from morning to night. you serve as my rest and home. i love you.
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FACTUAL ANECDOTE OF A RACONTEUR ( COMPILATION OF PROSE )
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