𝒮𝒶𝓊𝒹𝒶𝒹𝑒

"Saudade..." He whispered.
"Beg me your pardon?" She turned her head to look at him concerned.
"I feel nostalgic longing when I'm near you." He gazed up at the starry sky.
"I see your point." Smile came across her face when she smoothly brushed the surface of his palm.

He didn't add that this particular feeling is something you feel when you had lost someone you once loved. It wasn't possible to have this kind of sensation in relation to her. They barely knew each other. But she looked and sounded so similar... No, it definitely wasn't possible.

Or was it?

(On the cover project I used Edoardo Tofano's painting called "Finally Alone")