She sighs and lets the drop gently roll down her lips. She leans back on the bed and closes her eyes, she wants to be free. She wonders through the images of him and her, and smiles when she feels loneliness slowly seeping into her emotions. This old friend makes her feel alive. Shallow, vague melancholy appears and vanishes softly, she becomes aware of her lust for life, she softly goes through the corners of her soul, embracing emotions new and old, she feels pure happiness as she lets her feelings remind her of who she is. With a light heart she bites her lips and smiles.