My sunshine…

He was standing in a line. Long line. Never ending line. Thoughts were rushing in his head. “Will I see her again?” “Will she message back?” “Next, please!”, the cashier yelled waking him up from his tenderness. “Black coffee please. No sugar.”, he mumbled. “Jesus, I can’t even talk like a normal human being.” He picked up his cup and disappeared in the elevator. As he walked outside, the sunshine blinded him, and of course reminded of her. She was like a sunshine too, bright, warm and mellow. She was living rent free in his mind and it was just a beginning…


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