PROLOGUE

                               Her hand so cold and it fits perfectly to mine. At this very moment, I thought I am the richest man in the entire world. I "thought". Her sapphire eyes stare idly at me, I couldn't resist the strength they portray. Each time she stares, a little bit of my heart disestablish. It brings tranquility and once again it made me wonder "Why did I get this lucky?" merely because of the angel standing next to me, tempting me to get to her. That night, I was demented by the pulchritudinous scenery. We came here to see the beauty of the sea but everytime I casually made an eye-contact with her, gosh, it was lethal; it was fatal. If only I could illustrate how beyond magnificently she made me feel those days, if only you know how deeply in love I was with her those days, you'd be so flattered and fantasy might seem realistic again. 

                               I don't know if the decision I've made is rationally accepted or it's just stupid but separation is so sour. I repeat, SO DAMN SOUR. But what do you expect me to do when you already know someone is cheating, yet you gave them chances and it goes unappreciated as well? What I completely don't comprehend is why'd you cheat on someone who's down to do anything, just anything to keep you euphoric? No, I'm seriosuly amused, now. But my mother has been telling this to me all my life: "Everything happens for a reason, if things aren't turning out well then God has better plan for you to endure." Ugh, I don't know man, I feel really miserable and perplexed. 

                             Isn't it strange that one day someone's your whole universe but one mistake has the power of demolishing that feeling? Sigh.