Rain & sand πŸ’ž

We will not meet everyday.

But we meet occasionally.

At that time,

She will come fast to hug me.

A kind of fragrance that I never feel until she hugs me.

We will be talking too long with laughter by breathing that fragrance.

After a while ,

She goes far away from me.

Then my mind will be dried up again.

I will wait for her to come back again.

Published by Abijaya

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