Santorini

Santorini

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

again

i know the endless separations are parts of our life,I know every separation means another beginning in our life.but i still cant help being emo and sad every time i look at the back of someone and wonder when will we see each other again. Will we still be the same? will we need to find some topics to discuss about so that we won't be awkward? Will I be our 'hi-bye' friend or even a stranger?

The room..where i've said a few times of 'goodbye and goodluck'
The corridor..where i've heard the sound of the heavy footsteps heading to an uncertain future.
The door..where i was able to have a last glance at the ones who were heading to the lift.
The bed..where I've let the long hidden tears to get out from my painful eyes.
How many times i told myself to be proud of them
How many times i told myself don't be sad.
How many times i told myself it's ok.
How many times i felt my cheeks were wet with tears.
Tears will stop dropping,life must keep going.we will meet again,the day it should be.
Make your own way and i will be here supporting you.
our roads will cross again one day just like how they crossed when we first met.


The cold night, the sick boyfriend, the naughty cat, the only left, emo me....
'baby,it's ok.i understand your feeling.'
'no,u don't.the feeling of losing a family and you dont know where to go when u'r lost.'


(n.n)xin ni(u.u)