An echo, of her own self from the time gone and the future she desires to build.
She holds her heart, like a baby unborn, which grows heavier everyday.
The weight of all the affection she desires, she holds them within her, like a blanket in a cold night.
In her own warmth she sinks, deep into a dream.
Just like a day dream, it is real.
In the dream where she is in love again.
While i was making this piece, the story of her losing and finding herself back, intrigued and inspired me.
Some paintings are made just for the sake of a beautiful story of a passing feeling.
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