Twisted fate of two young adults that sitting in one chair yet there's nothing hi or wave of hand, just silence, since it is Good Friday, the Passion of Christ, Veneration of the Cross. She writes about the future while remembering the moment she spent with Him, being grateful for all the time because as of this moment she's strong and still leaning to Him. Same interests yet doesn't share what they learned. Same taste of music yet doesn't talk about it. Same faith yet patiently waiting. After 10 years of waiting, how could she face him if he's with another girl that she's been dating lately?