What is it like to be?

When suddenly things just don't got the way it supposed to be?

What is it like when you realized that this was your final minute to talk with that person and never to meet them again?

Would it be enough by just thinking back of those memories?

would it be enough by looking at those black and white photos?

would it be enough?

No longer hearing those joys of laughter that we shared together...

no more huddling close together sharing those sacred secrets...

No more..

no more..

Everything is in the past..

I am another person..

So do you..

Things had finally took it's turn. Strangers is what we had become..

Dying silently.. Secretly in our own worlds...

We are of what we have become..

And finally I came to realized,

I have never see you as what I thought I once had..

So, then.. Goodbye