A someone who passed for a long ago , stayed alone for many months, nobody ask about my situation are they still think that i am alive ? , are they even mention me in their conversations ? , will i guess i lived with them enough , i still hear the sound of past passing in my head every night , i cant escape its like a symbole engraved in my heart , the time passing so fast so i cant realize the moments that i live in my lonly space , i didnt find the true person to get out me of this , my life is an illusion , i still seating in my odd chair with my cold coffee in a stormy day .