When the fall started to bloom, my mind stuck on winter when the first time I met you. It’s been so long since I saw your beautiful face, your voice that sweet as you and your humble personality that I like the most. Time passed by since the time you leave me empty and broke, that time I wished it wasn’t true. That is just a dream. It was never a reality. And until now I’m still wishing it never happened. I tried to forget everything including you. I made myself busy on what I am now. And after 6 years you’ve gone, here you are, came back and saying you still love me. I never get myself cleared yet to what every day happening to me when I’m thinking you. Should I say “I still love you” or “I hope you never come back”? 

Author's note: finally back with my 2nd story! hope you guys like it! Will try my best to update this story always as our semester break already started. :) Hope you guys like it! Subscribe and upvote! ;)