The scent of dying flowers, withered leaves, and the scent of change masked its way towards my soul. In here, these leaves will die, and in here, new leaves will be reborn again. Change is a part of life, I tell that excuse to myself over and over, hoping everything would be easier. There are moments when I do not want to change because change means that I have to leave you. I never knew that my world can be filled with so much happiness before I met you, and I never knew that my world can be filled with so much loneliness whenever I think of parting with you. But I know that this is our destiny, our love was no meant to last forever. If I could make it last for eternity, I would.
I became so selfish, haven’t I? Wishing I could have you forever. Hoping I could live this life with you by my side till our skin becomes wrinkled, and our hair becomes white. I could live in the warmth of your hands, the gentle way your eyes look at me, and the way you think of me always. I could live happily just knowing that you love me. Why must our story become so sad? Why must our story end in such a way? I wish I can erase your memory so you will forget me, so you will never cry missing me, and so you will be happy with another person. I love you and I miss you already. But I know one day, in one moment, in one blink of an eye, I will make everything right again. You will love me, and I will love you, and we will be free to love each other for the rest of our days.