I donut know~

I did it again, I wrote another tiny story prompt;

Eyes shimmered as lights placed underneath waterfountains in a city-owned park.

There's no wind to flow through my hair, but the cold thouch of late oktober still sets me off to freeze.

I can't hear myself think, but I hear the water scream.

I turn towards it, and the water slows down.

But the embers of a light once burning through the surface, still scar my heart.

The violent image of water being manipulated, gracefully turns in to a lady in white.

Surrounding her, are the leaves of life, following her as a shadow.

My heart aches again, it tells me that I should be with the lady in white.

But I know better now.