Kayra

The rain hung heavily over the small coastal town in Oregon, as if trying to wash away everything that hurt too much. Between the crooked wooden houses that had withstood the wind for decades, lived two people who never really found each other yet never completely...

In my restless dream, I see this city. You promised to bring me back there one day. But you never did. Now, I am alone there, at our 'special place'. I am waiting for you. In the late afternoon, a storm began, first just a restless rustling between the roofs,...