It's been almost a year since they broke up. He's afraid, afraid of going to McDonald's alone, afraid of sitting in that familiar seat, afraid of thinking of the story between him and her...
I don't know what I write on the graph paper of life, what I can leave in the world.
Will she be the angel given to me by God? Or is it an extraordinary spice in ordinary life? I can't figure out where God should place his next move...