Last night I couldn't sleep, looking at her face at so close a distance never-before. If not for the other's appearance, she would be a major regret.
Perhaps 3 days is really not enough. I've spent so much time and effort chasing after her, only to give up when everything's in place. I took it as a challenge, more than a game. It's definitely my mistake.
I wanted so much to reach for her, to embrace her in my arms; but I know she's a past. What we used to be are memories, and the road ahead will never repeat its old course.
I think there isn't any love involved anymore, it's just my emptiness within that urges my desire. And I'm clear of the line I'm not supposed to cross.
I'm even more sure that if we transcend that boundary, it'll be a greater err.
So let's remain as what we are and should be, my friend;
or rather, my children's aunty. =]
