Ghost

Intro You've taken this week off. Your job has been really tough over the last few weeks and you urgently need a few days off to rebalance yourself. You're not planning to go away, just enjoy the spring-like weather, do the things you like to do and have a few nice days. The first morning you realize that the coffee is out. It's off to a good start! You decide to have breakfast out today, there are plenty of cafés nearby and you can do your shopping later. You go to Cafe Noir, right in your neighborhood, and order a sumptuous breakfast, coffee, eggs, croissants, everything your heart desires. You notice a young woman at the next table, a cappuccino in front of her, she seems to be writing something down, line by line, looking thoughtfully into the air in between, as if she is trying to catch the words in the sunbeams of the sunrise that shine into the café through the large windows. She gets up, apparently to leave, but leaves her notepad behind. Apparently forgotten. You don't notice it until she's already left. Thoughtfully, you take the notepad. It's best to ask the waitress to pick it up straight away. It doesn't hurt to take a look, it seems to be a poem A whisper seeps through the cracks, A heart breaks softly, unheard, Blinding sun, warm wind, fragile blooms, Even they seem to shine not for invisible souls. You look thoughtfully at the lines, a certain beauty in them, but also deep sadness. You hold the notepad in your hand for a moment as the young woman comes back from just now, apparently she has noticed that something is missing. She sees you with the pad in your hand and seems shocked that you have read her lines, trembling as she approaches you...