From above, I can here the chattering of the crowd. The rhythm from of a European song filled the air, I can sense the warm and cozy environment, the group of friends chatting and telling stories of their entire week is filling the couches.
Silence. I can hear my heart beats faster more that I thought it could've. It's "thugs..thugs" we're exchanged by slow sighs and nevertheless the feeling no one can actually explain.
Sadness, there are sobs, silent sobs.
The pond, it was a man made pond. The couple are standing at the corner, I can hear their laughter, the sound of waters flowing beneath their hearts seems to be a lovely melody that my heart longs to hear.
Imprisoned.
Silence. I can hear my heart beats faster more that I thought it could've. It's "thugs..thugs" we're exchanged by slow sighs and nevertheless the feeling no one can actually explain.
Sadness, there are sobs, silent sobs.
The pond, it was a man made pond. The couple are standing at the corner, I can hear their laughter, the sound of waters flowing beneath their hearts seems to be a lovely melody that my heart longs to hear.
Imprisoned.
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