There’s this little minute in her day where she stops and looks at everything past and everything yet to come. And she always finds that the first feels too close, while the second feels so infinitely far.
In that subtle moment, she tends to think herself lost and everything bad and empty haunts her every pore.
Although she tries to hide it, sometimes her heart, her doubts take place in the little frown in her face or the melancholic look in her eyes. And she wishes, for once, that someone would find them beautiful.
But the time passes too quickly and too soon she realizes she’s back in the present. And without any delay she continues her lonely and endless journey through life.


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