"I can't..", she said with her cold, lifeless eyes looking at mine. The moment she ended her words, I should hold on to her but I was counting her footsteps away from me. My eyes still lingers on her slim back figure and her short, dark brunette hair till they slowly fades away from my sight. 

Then it hits me finally. The emptiness floods me in, drowning me like there's no room of air for me to breathe. Again, her final words echoes in my mind. 

"We need to end this, byul. I can't keep you like this any longer." I stare at her lips as she speak those words. Her rosy red lips once became my favorite taste among the taste I ever tasted in my life. 

"Byul, I'm not good enough for you. I'm unable to love. I can't.." 

WHEE IN!! DON'T!! 

My heavy panting is the only sound that fills in my bedroom. I'm dreaming of her again. Although it's been 1 year 5 months after we broke up, still every part of her haunting me. Her sweet-honey husky voice, her sad hazel eyes, her rosy red lips and her so perfect little dimple place on her squishy cheeks. 

Now they are not mine to touch or to lingers on. Although each part of my body aches to touch her, to embrace her closer, to smell her sweet scent, I can't desire for them anymore. She's no longer to be called as my The One. 

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