Cassandra- Quiet Solitude

So a fellow friend once said to me , you have been challenge, my eyes are lighted with mischief, and i say to myself, bring it on Dayla...

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 Quiet solitude...

In the night before new years eve her toughts were elsewhere occupied, and she tought to herself where is he tonight ?

... A sigh and a wish of hope and warm feelings of longing, she had not felt in such a long time.

Her hand touched the window and felt the cold cooling her , shoothing her.

The phone was near by, on the screen you could see she had opted to go into messages, it had come thru in the last few seconds , wich explain the mood she was on.

It read "...Miss you so much...x "

And nothing else , sometimes  in the darkness of the nigth when all the world goes to sleep she stays up , and she thinks of all that could be and all that is...

But most nights she just goes to bed after posting her most inner toughts and she just dreams of one man...

And it is not the one who is sending her messages...

The End

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