Short stories.
I was there for her.
She was sleeping in her seat right next to mine..Her eyes swiveling a little bit.
Sunshine disturbing my sunshine.But she remained fast asleep.
Her face..calm as an ocean in the morning.
As if she had nothing to worry about in her so crucial phase of life.
I leaned in and kissed her eye lashes gently,not wanting her to wake up.
Cold nostalgia chilled me to the bone,as I sighed and adjusted my headphones.
A familiar melody started whispering in my ears known as vanilla twilight.I smiled.
