"How did you meet her?" someone asked.
At the first moment, her face crosses in her mind almost immediately.
Smiling with a dazzling crescent moon eyes.
Her pretty little hands reached out to hold mine.
Sending shivers through my vine.
A mixtape which song has long forgotten played.
Almost everything at all once recalling the bittersweet memories.

Like an open door, she knows what she thought was.
The breeze once again set her in solitude.
It was all nothing without her.
Her fingers dance at the chanting of the birds.
"She is the sole star I orbit around" he said.
"She is an ocean— deep, calm, full of waves and tides, whom I wished I can embrace in my two arms."*
With that, the loosely hanging clock stop ticking.
His gaze lowered and his lips trembling as he speaks nothing.
He knows, it was nothing at the very beginning.