There's a cup of coffee before her, and there are also things she needs to read for her exam. If she were herself, she would have finished reading by now, but lately she has been slightly different.
She's traveled here and there, seen the sun sets and rises in different places, read various kinds of book that practically takes her to different sides of the world, but none of them has made her wish she could turn back time more than seeing the look of his brown eyes when he smiles. The kind of brown that people would never want to take their eyes off, for it's somehow warm... calming... It's strange because of all things; books, travels, sunsets, sunrises, and coffee are those she loves most.
It's 02:22 AM and she's sitting alone outside a coffee shop after a 515 miles journey. She should continue reading since she has an exam at 7 in the morning, but her mind is elsewhere. She should sleep, but there's one thing keeping her awake. Not the overwhelming anxiety of facing her exam. Not the breathtaking sunset she has seen in the train she just got off. Also not the long journey that always makes her feels better about herself.
And she's never been more awake.
And she's never been more awake.
04/13/15
02:22 AM
