We’re not together anymore.

It’s being a long time, we didn’t talk to each other. You must have moved forward in your life. I wish you’re happy now.

I think you were right, I’m silly, stupid, and dimwit. You know why because I’m still here, waiting for you. Where we used to meet. I’m damn sure, you’ve forgotten where we used to meet. It’s okay, I’ll remind you. At the bus stop, that 244 number bus we used to take. Do you remember our first encounter, it was on 244 number bus only. It was a hilarious moment. It was all mess.

Do you know what I love the most about you?. When you used to say “it’s okay, I’m here ”. The way you laid your eyes on me in ways no one ever could.

I understand that was all about the past but what should I do? I don’t have anything to talk about. I’ve nothing except your memories. Isn’t it sound funny “your memories”, not you. It sounds funny to me, maybe not for you.

What do you think I’ve not tried to move on, I tried but you know that some encounters are unforgettable. Maybe it was a small meeting. But I’ll always remember that moment and will wait for you until you come and give me a warm hug and your heartbeat that was my favorite music.

Monsoon come and gone, I‘m waiting for you to hold my hand.

Autumn come and gone, I’m still here and waiting for you to fold me in your arms.

Your favorite season winter is going on. I’m standing here for you and wearing a yellow woolen scarf that you gave me when I was trembling with cold, on our way home. I can still smell your aroma and feel your warmth.

The trees will shed their leaves, new leaves will start appearing, and as my daily routine, I’ll wait for you under that dimmit light.