How can I turn back from the things I longed for? I can almost see things clearly. I can almost feel its existence. Here it is right in front of me but I am not quite sure of it’s really meant for me.
I assumed. I prayed. I wished. I hoped. I still didn’t get the answers. You’re there standing motionless. Whenever I reach out you don’t give your hand. You talk but I hear nothing.
You couldn’t be the one. So I’d better leave. I might’ve wanted this for a long time but it’s much better to let go. There’s no need to wave and tell you ‘goodbye’. Just think of me as another passerby.
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