The night is deeper than the sea, and the clock is louder than the drum. He keeps touching my wound on my arms, touching it, because he is healing it, treating it. I couldn’t focus on what is happening right now, the only thing I could focus is the things around me, the clock, the birds, the noise, the night, while looking to the man in front of me, who I thought is dead a very long ago, since he was like…Gone, forever.I could feel the sweat that is coming out from his skin, especially on his forehead. I could feel like he is nervous or something like that, I mean, I could feel the same way towards him. Im in front of the person who I am longing for so too long. And now, I am going to find out he is still alive. I couldn’t believe what I am witnessing right now.
I could feel the sweat ru
