Waiting for the Dove to Fall Back to My Window

She once thought that the pigeon had already flown away, and the story ended with regret. She wrote about her heartbeats and separations in her youth, treating him as the hero of the novel, leaving her alone to indulge in memories. Parting silently, each moved around, but luckily we went round and round, The pigeon that flew away was willing to fall back to her window after all.