Crying Voices In The Wind
☆ ✯ ☆ I have always known you to be gentle, subtle and easygoing. Growing up, I remembered choosing you over your scorching opponent. I sleep better when you come, smiling satisfyingly under the sheets. But today your presence was cruel, as I heard your rustle I knew I didn't wanted you here. Not here, not now. I tried to get some sleep, hoping it would distract me from your presence. But I can't help but notice the changes in your calls, softly at first, then gradually you got me tensed. Rumbling outside, hitting my window frames, I could bet I heard you circle my room over and again. Your breezy escort blazing, your voice husky. Then I heard a loud thud on my door, my heart was in my mouth. Your aggression heightened and I was baffled. I knew you to be gentle, your voice like a lullaby ushering me to sleep. What coul...