This is for the best (pt. 1)
Night, that had filled the yard, passes and
early dawn begins to shine bit by bit.
The damp darkness, that felt like it would
last forever, is giving away.
The man that sat in front of her door looks up to the sky. The sky has changed again, to a sky blue hue. He didn't want it but the day has begun anew.
She still did not appear even as the sun rose.
Like his uncertainty, words were built up all night, words he couldn't bare to say out loud.
Finally, they crept out at dawn....
Did she already leave...?