Suddenly my eyes opened.
I looked at the clock;
it was going to be twelve, midnight.
I heard a whisper,
but the room was completely empty.
I thought I heard wrong.
But the sound, "tic-tic,"
increased my excitement.
I looked at the window.
The wind also tried hard
to break the window glass.
At last, it gained success.
The cold came into the house.
I tried to get up,
and held a lighter.
When it burned,
I looked on the threshold.
I found a very familiar shadow.
But how is it possible?
Had he come back?
I thought it was only an illusion.
Today I was ing him,
yearning for him with hope.
Had I read the wrong age
of this book?
Was it not the time to reunite?
Did it also need some time?
At least until the next morning?
But the wind carried a
familiar smell.
I heard a sound:
"I came back."
Was it a dream?
The alarm broke the strong stillness.
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