Migratory Birds

That year, he took a boat and left with her full blessings. That year, he waved his hand and reluctantly called her goodbye. Now, he drove his car past her like the wind and disappeared. Now, he crossed his legs and stared at her like an iceberg, forgetting. She had forgotten about him, but he was back. She no longer loved anyone, but he stared at her. His feelings, like migratory birds, flew away and came back again. Her heart was like a hedgehog, softening and prickling again. Migratory birds, how long do you want me to wait for you? The spring in the north is frozen. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.