She.

She trembled as the unforgiving wind blew with gusto.

Standing under the dim rays of the lamp post that provided no warmth, she waited. And waited.

Time slowly ticked away the hustle and bustle of the city, until she remained the sole occupant of 14th Street.

And still he did not show up.

Poor little thing, waiting for someone that has left the face of the earth 6 months ago.

But she doesn't know.

My attempt at creative writing failed! :) But oh well, for the fun of it lah.

ta.