I thought that I was crazy this time

for realizing that love comes to a broken heart...

like the moon that comes in the daytime...

like rain when the sky is clear

It's almost hard to believe...

You were like an angel when I was dying...

***

"Bon appetit." Marcel put down a bowl of porridge that was still very hot with smoke billowing out.

Even though it was just a normal porridge, it still managed to steal Valerie's attention. She couldn't believe Marcel had made that food for her.

"Are you okay?" Marcel came back with a spoon in his hand.

"I'm fine Marcel, it's been almost a day...