An ill-fated waiting
You are late by one hour and it has made a tower of feelings hurt in my mind in this evening, leaving me alone behind hundreds of couples, girls and boys involved in conversations without noise. A lot of delicious desires and plots of dreamy dramas are all bland and now I shout at them- "Go to blazes!" hurling away all fancy imaginations, images. It is time to go back to the ceramic city lacking an excellent experience and treaty though at last you came- that is carrying the day in fame! 14-08-2
