time to time again.
time to time again, we are back on the road searching for him. the him who brought laughters into our lives. the comforting hug that wrapped around us. the familiar smell of him next to us. the assuring look in his eyes. the feeling of being loved by someone who we thought would be the last in our lives ever. but the ever last is usually not the last but many more to come. and time to time again, we are back to where we used to be. where we stood alone watching the rest of world passed us by. where we walked down the streets passing buildings that were once familiar to us. doing what were usually done by two of us. having moments that once belonged to two of us. time to time again, these chapters in our lives kept repeating like the song we played on our laptop.