Where Should I GO After You Were GOne?

In life, you will be met with many people. Lots, lots of it. Then nature will decide that one of them will be close to you. However, is that so, you are sure he will be your companion forever?

Perhaps, forever is too long. Moreover, if your meeting with him only takes a short time. You then decide to be closer than friends, more intimate than friends.

A love story is always sweet especially if it's seasoned with a small quarrel that ends with a hug of forgiveness. However, what if one day all had to stop with the phrase "sorry, everything must end"?

After he left, everything became heavy because now, you have to go through the same road, visit the same eating place, look at the same dusk, but now, you alone without it. You might feel the world is too evil to make you support this all alone, but what can you do? Everything has happened, and really it's time for you to go through everything yourself.


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One day without it, you sob in tears.

Two days without it, you still blame why things let him leave you when you were in love? All of this is not fair to you! You, still crying as much, overnight.

Three days without it, you stare at your cellphone, hoping he will contact you first. There are no incoming messages today, and days later.

Ninety-eight days without it, your prayers are still directed at him. Your tears still fall for him, even though his tears may never fall for you.

You then look for new love, hoping he can be a substitute for your ex-lover who left. Is all that the right thing to do while you still expect a lot from your ex-lover?

You have a new relationship. Try to open your heart to new people. Then suffer again. Be hurt again. Crying again. But, only to your ex-lover, you want to share everything.

At some point you begin to forget. Your heart doesn't want to be open to love and all kinds of things about it. After all, in the end life goes on even though you don't see love anymore. Already you pack all the tears and memories in the box containing the remnants of it.

The picture, the gift given, all the letters and poems he gave you. The jacket that is left behind is probably, which always reminds you of the warm hug that goes into the box. The memories box. You are ready to live a new life without the smell of memory about it.

Suddenly, you hear the door knock. He came asking for your heart again. He came home, because for him you were the house where he had to return. What answer will you give?