Last night I thought about him for most of the day. For reasons I don’t know. The thing that deeply nags me the most is we were never each other’s own.

I miss him terribly I couldn’t help walking the same street I felt his tight grip on my left hand while carrying a bagful of grocery item on the other. And his warmest embrace.

I believe in luck. I also believe in soulmates. Probablu it was just another obstacle we had to go through. Better yet, learn to commit ourselves first on things that matters most at the moment.

It’s undeniable. I’ll always miss him. Regardless of who comes. Th way we seem to go along effortlessly. When we’re together, all just appears safe.