Isabella’s POV
The clouds move so calmly that they make me jealous because they move at their own pace without feeling pressured,
They don't owe explanations to anyone but themselves and they are free—free to do whatever they want. But the best part is that they don't feel… they don't have the need to, and that is a privilege that I would like to have.
It has been two months since I left… two months missing and longing for his company.
Two months that have felt like a year. It hurts not to know about him, how he is or what he is doing, but above all, not being able to touch him, see him, kiss him, and tell him how much I love him.
Not being there to help him has been torture, but as I tell myself every day, I must resist, for us and for the possibility of a future together.
But not
