There was always tendency for you to lie. Just like that day when you refused my offer to drive you home because you said he would come for you. Your smile when you said it broke my heart and all the hopes I put for you.

                If it was not for the rain, I would not turn my car back to where you at. The feeling or worry, anxious and fear showed that in spite of, no longer having heart for myself I still had love for you. I halted my car few meters away from where you walked alone in the rain; close enough to see your back, close enough to be noticed. This was a punishment for you, I told myself. You should be the one who saved yourself.

                If only, you turned your back once, just like what I did for you, you would find me there, right behind you just like how I had always been, waiting for you with empty space beside me. But instead, you kept walking, through the rain and cold wind in night waiting for him whom you knew would never came.