What goes through your mind on those mornings, just as dawn is arriving and you are quietly leaving the room trying not to wake this new acquaintance?
Will you call them again? Will they try to contact you again? Do you ever want to see or hear from them again? This was a mistake? Or could this be a new wonderful love?
Only the one leaving can answer this one!
Acrylic textured moulding and acrylic paint.