I looked up at the sky packed with grey clouds, cold wind blows towards my way, it makes me tighten my coat to keep my body warm.
ah rainy season, my favorite season..
Having both my boots and hair wet with the smell of petrichor in the air really do makes me feel things.
His voice filled my ears again, the headphones really makes it feels like he is here, walking down the street to my favorite cafe with me.
"You're not alone, aren't you?"
Flustered is an understatement.
I just know my best friend would laugh at how red my cheek actually is,
those words affected me in a big way, somehow.
"Why? Would you hop in here right now if i am?" I laughed drily through the phone call, what a pity
"Don't be silly" his honey voice is ringing in my ears
The reply that i wished were not here, along with the person who owns what looked like my forever broken heart.
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Petrichor Series
Short StoryI found home in the way you said my name, my Petrichor. (Petrichor Series, 2020) . . . Cover creds; Tan Pic source; pinterest *all tw (if theres any) will be written in each chapter.
