A tall figure stood in front of the window, staring into the distance
That summer seemed so far away and yet so close at hand;
Every time I think of that summer, my heart hurts, but I can't help but think of it often;
Just because that summer left a deep mark on his peaceful life...
That summer, a petite figure broke into his life without his consent, disrupted his rhythm, and turned his finally calm life into pieces.
The most unacceptable thing is that after turning his life into chaos, that figure disappeared.
I don't understand when all of this started. Was it that misunderstood phone call or that casual brush with someone? No, maybe earlier!