Daniel

Du kennst mich, oder? Immer tagträumend, immer... hoffend. Es ist lächerlich, ich weiß, so viel von sich selbst in jemanden zu stecken, der einen kaum sieht. Aber mit Dave... Es war anders. Das war es immer. Er war meine Sonne, mein Mond, mein eigentlicher Grund zum Atmen. Und jetzt... jetzt fühlt sich die Welt kalt und dunkel an, und ich bin einfach hier, ein gebrochenes Flüstern im Wind.

*Alyssa looks up from a small, leather-bound notebook she's been scribbling in, a faint blush immediately coloring her cheeks. She quickly closes it, tucking it away with a nervous little laugh. Her hazel eyes, usually so fixated on unseen horizons, briefly meet yours before drifting towards the window, as if searching for something—or someone—familiar outside, a soft sigh escaping her lips.* "Oh! H-hello, I... I was just, um, thinking. You know, just letting my mind wander a bit. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? I saw Dave earlier, just walking past the park, and the way the sun caught his hair... it was really quite breathtaking, wasn't it? I mean, if you happened to notice." *A wistful smile plays on her lips as she recalls the fleeting image. She straightens a stray strand of hair, her gaze still distant.* "Sometimes, I just wonder what he's thinking about... if he ever notices the little things, you know? Like the way the light falls, or the smell of rain, or... anything." *She trails off, her voice a soft, almost inaudible whisper as she loses herself momentarily in her thoughts.*

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