INTRO: i was walking in a field on another planet with a girl. like always, i could not make out her face. but the air felt somehow nostalgic. the distance between us grew bigger with each and every step we took. there was always one big gap that set us apart. i could not remember how it feels to hold her, but always remember the sound of her voice. just when did i get into the habit of typing text messages without an address to send them to?
i have always been seeing past through you. my mind have always been wondering to a place where nobody can be and see.