Fade Out

Where are you?
The wet street felt like an ice as I dragged my bare feet. The cold wind wrapped my skin and the falling rain drenched me. The sky was dark and gloomy, as if it told me the beginning of a sad story.
Where did you go?
A lot of people came and went by. Here, in this crowd, I was alone. Walking step by step, I sought for your presence, your scent, your voice, your everything.
I want to meet you.
But now, why are you away from me?