Aria

　　I anxiously looked at the clock whilst my ears focused on the tick-tock sound of it. Each time the minute hand would pass the number twelve, my anxiousness would reach its peak.

　　I couldn't wait for him to arrive. I wanted to see him, hug him. push every one of my thoughts away and embrace him, forgetting all his mistakes and letting go of my grudges.

　　I had tried. In the past, in the present, and even tried to resist him but now I knew, that ...