When we met, when we fell into love, for the first time in my life, I know there’s something in the future, for which I am willing to do pay all the due now, to work on all the problems may occur on the way towards it. I am willing to sacrifice anything for it, for without it, nothing will exist.

Now, this something is gone, even the hope is gone, and I am dead. The world is dead. Everything gets far, and disappear. I walk around, I lie down, I go jogging. In the deep dark night, I sit on the bed. I am dead, I don’t feel the air, I don’t feel the land, silence, except tears keep falling out of the eye in silence.

I miss the days with you. I miss the hope coming with you. I miss the willingness of doing anything for you. I miss the chance of making you happy. I miss the feeling that I am a woman belong to you. All these, for the first time and only time, I had in this life. I miss you lying beside me. I miss you kiss my eyes, and tell me that you love me. I miss your smile. I miss your touch. I miss the days when hope around that I’ll spend the life with you. The chance ample that I can make you the only special one to me, make you the happiest man in the world.

Let the miracle happen, let the time repeat, let me love you again.