"We are
being lost
again.
Are we
the poetry
on a paper,
and suddenly,
we are flying
somewhere
we're not
familiar of?"
She asked him.
"I don't know,
maybe I am
over familiar
about you,
about your
love.
I'm sorry,
maybe I want
something
new again,
maybe I want
to be in
a new
place again."
"Then love me
again,
like you used
to do.
Like we used
to be."
"I just can't,
you were
too generous
and I was
just taking it.
I was spoiled.
I'm sorry."
"And that's it?
You'll be on
your own again?"
She began
crying
as he began
walking
away.
Even he
don't move
his feet,
she felt
he's
walking away.
