So it comes the morning now, 11 am. I lost all the dream I have dreamt during the sleep. I know I'm too emotional and you are too rational. I know we will never get to the same point. 

I believe it's all about the moon. Suddenly the mood change. You are no longer where you were and I am no longer where I was. We are up and down like sea tide. There were happy moments, it's still there, it's still there, then it's gone. A promise is a promise; a secret is a secret. My arm was numb, I remember that, because of your sleeping head, I knew I wanted to remember that. Right on that moment. I knew we only would have that moment. No crying. 

Actually I cried. 

It's a process, just a process, to miss someone so deep in a phrase of your life. Then it will fade and vanish. Like everything else in the world. We live and die. So grab it, when you can, when that's what you want. I have no shame, no regret and dignity. All I have is fear. Fear to hold anything tight. We all suppose to be free and respectful. We suppose to learn and go deep to our spiritual level. And to accept the fruit / ash of everything. Though I prefer just to live and breath, to love when I feel like. I would rather throw away all the theories and intellectual philosophy talk. Just to live my life as I wish, at least once and only can be once. Too much history get to learn, too much concept need to be told. Leave it and live it.

And mark the date, the reunion of the kiss, 24th October 2014.