|Four| First Sonata- Backdated to this morning.
...More people again, coming and going. Here and there, always moving and turning about. It's like dancing to some unheard song that calls you here for a moment, then flicks you back.
But, what about those that don't want to? Is transience the only thing that exists here? I wonder...
The rain was nice, I wish it would rain here more often. Zexion, I'm going out to the beach tonight. Come with me, if you want. I think I want to listen to the sound of waves again...Just like long before.
But, what about those that don't want to? Is transience the only thing that exists here? I wonder...
The rain was nice, I wish it would rain here more often. Zexion, I'm going out to the beach tonight. Come with me, if you want. I think I want to listen to the sound of waves again...Just like long before.