it's temporary but she's happy. with it. with whatever it is.
then she started to utter a prayer, not for herself but for somebody else.
that he may feel the happiness in his heart.
to be found by the constant one -
who can accompany him in every journey,
to tell him how amazing he is when their eyes crossed,
and in which her intellect stacks up with his.
it's temporary and maybe he'd rather have whatever it is than on being solitary,
until the constant one comes along.
and she prayed again.
if whatever it is is ending,
let it be in slow pace
and like it never happened.
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