You cry, I cry.

Just in time, just in the right time it all faded. Remember when you used to say that we are each other's strength and weakness, that we will always be able to balance out everything on our own; it is all gone now. What we used to be and everything that is all about us is kept in to the memory book. It is our book, no one will know, no one will care and even us won't care.

Remember the time when you cried so much it made me cry. I never knew that tears could fall from the eyes of someone like you, having the ultimate angst and the witty joy. The reason might not that petty but all I know was it made us last for a long time. The very instance that we were decided to keep each other until forever.

Ironically, nothing is kept but ourselves to our own.