24th November
3:20 Am
The road was quite and calm contrary to my heart, the wind blew against my face, playing its melancholic song.
The stars in the sky were hidden, maybe afraid I'd see them and curse. Because all I did these days was drink and curse.
On the far end of the road, against the lamp post, I saw two silhouettes very intimate with each other.
They reminded me of us, I was about to drive past them when I saw something very familiar.
