-and love, i just find it so sad. how i desperately filled our distance with hopes and prayers even though you said that miles was nothing for i mean so much for you. where i thought we are two predestined stars meant to collide on each other, or maybe we are each other's destruction. the universe always hums the echo of your 'i love you' and the shores bring song only to remind me of you— perhaps, that's why it was still you. you. and you alone since then.
you became my amsterdam & my paris, places i'd never been into but i called as home for you said you will stay, for you promised you will wait. but you never did. and maybe you never tried at all.
for what I have learned about a hundred of stays, and promises about waiting is that—"homes never find another home".
Wow it's so good