After the beginning of spring, the wind has your smell...
During the days in the hospital, I stopped thinking about our future all the time. You said you wanted to take me for a walk and leave my rotten home. You were the beam of light that found me at the corner through the broken walls. I was so rigid. I was young and didn't understand your romance. Every time you moved around for me, I took it for granted...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
