It has been a while since we last talked , last met and since the last time I wandered alone in the streets at an hour like this .
It is so nice and peaceful night.
"Long time not seeing you old friend" I shouted at the moon , but obviously no response , "I thought I'd see him tonight, have you seen him lately?" I continued. Good thing no one is as crazy as me to go out in the woods at a time like this. But I really wish he were here now.
We aren't close friends, I guess. We are just a bit more than acquaintances, a bit less than friends. We met. We talked. We drove. We had coffee together. We broke the faint line between dreams and reality yet, I still don't know his name.
It's getting darker , I feel scared and lost maybe it wasn't a good idea to wander aimlessly in the woods at a time like this. Like how in hell would he be here. Maybe the reason I'm here is that I don't want him to see me, not in this state. Anyway,,, I can see the end of this darkness. Finally. I think I should run,, that's really fun. I'm running ............
I'm not running anymore, I'm falling.........
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