February 25, 2016
If she tried to count how many times he asked her about the river, she'd have to be very careful while doing so because the number is high and she feels she'd have to start over and over just to get it right. See, he doesn't phrase his questions the same way. Where do you go when you're sad. What does the ocean expect all day. Where are the boats. How does the sky know how it looks? What gives you peace. Where do you cry. She doesn't know why he likes talking about the river. But she loves answering.