One day. . .

I decided to go back to the places we've been together

Took a picture of it

Sat down on the same spot

Ordered our most-liked food

And played our favorite music

Reminiscing everything

Remembering the good old days

Looking back to the laughters we've shared

Recalling the memories we had.

I always wanted to asked you

What happened to the relationship we're trying to rescue?

What happened to you?

What happened to us?

Im still clueless

Im still trying to figure it out

Im still fighting yet crying

Im still remembering the day you broke my heart.

Suddenly, the door opened

I saw you

I saw your angelic face

I saw the man I love

You saw me

Our eyes we're trying to communicate

I smiled on you

But you just bow your head

Until the door opened again

A girl held your hand

And I realized

You're not alone

You're with some else

And that hit me so hard.

You went to the counter

Ordered our favorite food

Sat down near my table

And talking as if everything's fine .

Just looking at you together

I knew the answer

To all the questions I wanted to ask you

To all the questions running in my mind.

I stand up

And decided to leave the place

You looked at me

And I didnt bother to look at you anymore

Because I know I'll cry.

When I reached the exit

I walked straight

I told myself not to look back

I told myself to continue stepping forward.

Yes. . .

I did it

I leave the place without looking back

I leave one of our favorite spot.

But. . .

Leaving was hard

It took me courage to pass you by

It took me strength to continue.

I never confronted you

Because I know you're happy now

Because I always wanted you to be happy

Because I love you, my love.

And if being with her

Will make you happy

I will stop holding on

Now, I'm willing to let go.

I hate going back to old memories

Because tears comes easily.

But one thing. . .

I love remembering old memories

The memories I had with you when we were still happy,love.

Same place. . .

Same time. . .

Same spot. . .

Same food. . .

But. . .

Not with the same person.


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