"In the quiet corners of time, a person waits-for someone who may never return, for a promise that was never made. They stand still, counting the days, the hours, the moments, not knowing if the waiting will ever end. Is it love, hope, or mere foolishness? As the seasons change, so does the weight of uncertainty, but still, they hold on, believing that someday, somehow, the one they long for will finally arrive."All Rights Reserved