The wind blows coldly tonight. And I started missing us. Us, before we decided to walk on our own paths. Times had passed, things have changed, yet it still feels just like yesterday.
We used to laugh as we hold our hands together, talk over the phone till midnights, and comforting each other in this sweet yet cruel world.
There were times where I could smell your smell on the road. And I hated myself so much. I could only stand frozen there and trying to held back my tears.
You are such a despicable one. You just decided to take your own path without telling me, leaving me all alone in this fierce world.
The way you left me makes me wonder, was it all just my imaginations? Or was it only my dreams? It tortured me so much that I prefer not to have the same dreams anymore.
Here, the wind is still blowing. Just it wasn't as cold as before anymore.