Sometimes I wish I can freeze the moment and just stare into your eyes.... Run my hands through your hair... Whisper I love you in your ears.... But most of the time I find myself staring into the cold empty space. Running my hands through my own messy hair. Whispering I miss you...when you obviously can't hear. She's a average hard working small coffee shop owner. While he's a multi billionaire idol Will he make an effort to love her again? Or will she being staring at the Empty Space... ©