Читать книгу Star Wanderer writes. A soft whisper on the lips. Contemporary Prose - - Страница 20

Silly Sunny Bunny. Jumping on my desk for joy! He’s naive, believing that everything is settled. And there’s no reason to worry, and the light has long since illuminated my window. But how do I explain to him? This presumed joy, sometimes we just can’t accept the choices he makes. Everything drags on like a dream. Sometimes we like this stupid state. If we can play stupid. Call you for a visit, sunny bunny, and then close the window behind you. And again, just like before. Just to be. Sunshine, I’m still waiting for you, Sunshine…