there were fights and such, but that don't matter now. everyone has their moments.

she waited at the corner of the bright lit room, alone, hoping for any presence to walk in to "save her". was it that bad until she needed to be saved? waiting for that one guy she has known all along, that has always been with her, that has always caught her tears, that has always listen to her silence. where is he now? how much longer does she have to wait?

maybe it's time to stop hoping and move forward. she finally decided to get up and started walking towards the exit. the doorknob turned but it was not her who did it. she wonders who could be on the other side. one step back, she stood still as the door slowly swings open with a little creak. a familiar scent gushed by, suddenly stood a tall figure, tough but kind face were looking right back at her.

her eyes sparkled with crystal clear tears as it rolled down her cheeks. he wiped them off before they could touch the surface of the floor. pulled her with all his might and grabbed her with a soft force. he hugged her as if he has never seen her in a million years. he let out a tiny sob. she smiled.

there he was. trust in him, he WILL come.


something written for a very close friend of mine