summertime trees covered with a dense layer of mist, rain drops on the window pane and blurred dark clouds outside. you sit alone in your room looking out, seeing the leaves falling apart under the eclipsed sky, feeling cold, deep in thoughts, thinking nothing at all. a little lonely, confused and frustrated. is it the yearning for the past or is it the future unknown.

PS: once she had written in her mail "deep in thoughts, thinking nothing at all". cutie!

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