01 -"Sun rays hit through her window"

We don't always get what we want, everything is temporary neither happiness nor sadness.
I don't know what's left within me, all I crave for, is everything... 
                        A soft touch of air moves her honey-blond coloured hair, those mild curls of her hair make it look like ocean waves, her skin tone is perfectly proportional with the early evening sky which is when the sun is not so hot and the cool breeze makes the twilight pass through the tiny little space between the things...