18th CHAPTER

Years are passing, many leaves are falling, many changes taking in its places, but the longing he felt still the same, still lingering.

How long would he stay like this? Until new things grow? Until the young trees grow old? Until his hair turns gray? Until she'll come back. Back to his arms.

But her father told him that she will never going back. Then how long would he stay like that? How long will he wait? If he wait her, is there any assurance that he didn't wait for nothing? Would he wait like an idiot waiting when's raven turns its color to rainbow? Should he wait...