goodbye...

that was the last time that i saw her. she was crossing the street as i take my last glimpse of her. each step became a quarter of a second to miss her. i did not bother walking a few more walks with her. for i know a time not so far away will come when i have to walk again with her. each of us had her hugged but i did not listen to the words she hushed. for i know a time not so far away will come when i have to talk to her again. though the ride gave me an idea how edsa looked like on that lonely night, i kept on picturing out her last image to me. definitely it was one of the best yet most depressing. don't worry for on that same crossroad we'll meet on a time not so far away.