“You know, you can’t do it”
Her voice echoed in my mind longer than i thought it would. It had a distinct flair, like the one voice you dream of all the time when you can’t sleep.
I knew i was being careless but that didn’t change the fact that she was so beautiful.
She was imperfect in her perfections and so beautiful in her madness.
And i didn’t mind the fact that she was a Lawyer.
“Why is the world so corrupt?” she shouted again.
I loved when she was talking to herself. She suddenly looked at me, paused for a while and asked ” Why do you stare at me all day?”
Sitting in that corner and staring at her i wish i had an answer.