The summer night is like a perfection of thought.[Wallace Stevens]
She looked at the clock, waiting for the right time.But there were 4 minutes left.She could've wait, or she could've tried.She left the laptop on the desk, the music in her heart and the world behind.Standing at the window, her eyes were looking upon the sky.
"Little star, why won't you fall?"
Her eyes became brighter and a smile changed her face.Right there, on the infinit sky, right then, in the summer sky, a little star fell, letting the romantic girl, now more than happy, make a wish.
And the wish may come true...