Kris drove his car in high speed. He didn’t care about the other drivers who horned to him because of pissed of him. He didn’t care that he almost crashed a motorcycle in front of him. Kris squeezed the steering wheel and pressed harder on the gas pedal. He just needed to escape from the pain in his chest. Right, he was broken heart.

  “I’ll never let something take your smile again because it’s the most beautiful thing in the word” “Why you don’t remember me? It’s too hurt for me” “You lie! You don’t love me but it’s your guilty to me.”