There was one time, the only time when I really want to spin the sandglass clock and turn the future to the past and so on.
It was the time when I saw your wet face in the middle of rainy day that afternoon.
It was the time when all the little and simple things feels like a heaven to me.
It was the time when the only thing I want to last even when this world torn apart is you.
Where are you now?
Live happily? Live your life to the fullest? Healthy as always?
Already tie the knot with someone?
That rainy day ten years ago, we standing side by side in the small yet warm telephone box. You dont know me, but I know you very well. I am only thirteen at that time, but my head feels like seventeen.
I have the courage to say 'I like you' only at the mirror in my bathroom.
All words flew away when your existence become so close to me like that unforgettable afternoon. Im not able to twist my tongue and spoke that words to you. I let those chances gone with the wind.
But then, that memories is my precious little memories.
Even though you never come to me at the end, but thats makes it a more precious memories to me.
You, who I cant reach even though I have spread my two arms widely.
You, who always wears your glasses in such a handsome way.
You, who always sees a wrong girl in a wrong time.
You, who never ever come to my hands. Never.
