ENJOY YOURSELF WITH NO REGRETS

In the city of you





I keep counting on the days
1 month, then 2, 3, now 4.

4 month.


I keep counting though I feel so numb about the time.
Just another reminder of the separateness.


Actually I didn't get apart from anyone.

I know the city, I had many changes in this city
But when I stand on the same city's ground as you did,
I feel nothing.
Hollowed and empty.


I can still tell your face clearly the last time I saw you left.



Bye- bye.

That's all I have.



Connection has been broken.




Both, moving forward