Tiny drops of tears slid down to the pillow as she lay on her bed and stared at the fan circling above her. She cried to herself, ‘How can I sleep when I don’t see your eyes looking at me anymore? How can I sleep without your arms beside me to wrap myself in? How? How can I sleep when I don’t feel your warm breath in my hair? How can I sleep...? How can I...? How..?
She had stopped and slowly was on her way to the beautiful world of dream and blades of the fan continued to circle.
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