Number Seventeen.

Number Sixteen.

Tests.
That's the only thing exist that I know of ;
That has no negative effects on us.
Tests.
They will only make you turn stronger.
Tougher.
And it teaches you the value of patience.
The value of appreciation.
And the value of distance.
Being right here ;
Thousand miles away from my ears ;
Is absolutely not an easy task to go through.

There is basically nothing that I could do other than viewing the photos over and over again whenever I miss them.
And do you think that is enough?
Hell, NO!
Photos cannot speak out.
They cannot talk to you back when you talked to them.
They freeze.

It is of course a lie if I say that ;
I have never felt like going back there ; with my ears.
Turning back.

Fate.
That is it.
These are our fates.
And I gotta have faith ;
In my fates.

Main point here is ;
I need you.
At times like this.

Bina.
I need to lie down with you.
Not a word.
Just us.
On the ground.

Dila.
I just need to go free with you.
Do almost whatever that we want.
Shout almost everything that we feel like to.
And craps around almost on everything that passes our minds.

Tears.
Are the only one that may decribe how much I miss you.
But how am I going to cry ;
If my eyes are also million miles away from me?
That very person ;
That are always watching over me.
And know almost everything about my life.

Mom, Dad.
I just need your hugs.
That is all I'd request from you.

This heart is actually full of support from the muscles.
Somehow tonight ;
I just need to let it die.
And cry.