So long and goodnight.

And after all, we are just strange to each other. In spite of everything we passed through; despite our story, our connection, our love. All the things we wanted.

Tell me how is your life now I don't belong to it. Your dreams, your aims. All those things we used to talk about. And remember when you told me you were never going to leave me alone..

Six months. It's like you had never been real.

No matter how many times did you tell me you wanted to leave, no matter how many breaths you took, you still couldn't breath..
Where did you go?