Despite of everything, I still find myself checking if you are alright and maybe you can call that pathetic or not being able to move on but I think there will always be a place for lovers, even yesterlovers that exists in your heart and sometimes it asks to be noticed and you find yourself wondering how they are and I don't know if you get those days when you suddenly thought of me and wonder when we'll see again, if ever. But if you don't, it's fine, I mean it's not that we'll get together, it's just that I hope your fine and you hope I'm alright. And I see you in pictures smiling and my feeling is good but at the same time not because I am not there to see it, but nonetheless I hope it lasts- your happiness. That's all I want for you.
Because every once in a while, the water thinks of the fire and hopes it burns brighter than ever- something she can never make him.
And sometimes, the fire looks at the water and hopes that whoever touches her is gentle- something he can never be.