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Still very used to be pressing your number while messaging or looking at the phone at night to wait for your sweet voice to call… Perhaps the sentence is really true, “you will never know until you lose it.” I just wonder whether you are feeling the same, same as I do… 

The sky here is gloomy, without any stars. Somehow, it gives me a feeling that He understands how I feel and shows me his sympathy; His sympathy to a lonely shadow who is sitting beside the window and pouring out his tears onto this piece of article…

If I were to be a prince, then she’ll definitely be my beautiful princess; I was leading a life like a prince, being care for and loved by her. But who knows, I am the prince of Stupid Land, who didn’t know how to cherish my princess and still give an ocean of excuses. 

Life has gone back to the stage, where I need to put on the dusty smiling mask again; it really has been a long while, since I ever need to act happy, there’ll always be a smile in me, even when my expression is exhausted or neutral. Forgive me because I just couldn’t stop bragging about her because she was the most precious treasure for me; my results? They never give me a long-term feeling of proud. She was the achievement in my life but why? Why must Chu be so stupid to realize this only when it is a “was”?! Why am I such an idiot, who only know how to cry, like now?!

Once, I heard people say that if you wish upon a falling star, your dream will come true. If that is true, then how many falling stars will there need to be to make my hope comes true? To make the “was” to “is” and continues to be “will be”?

I just couldn’t help myself to stare at the night sky, even if the artist in sky will draw two lines on my face; the night where we laid down on the grass land and looking at the night sky, with fireworks, and I kissed her; the night where both of us walking around, rushing to get a cab for her to go home; the night where I called her up and wished her “Happy New Year”, “Happy Chinese New Year”, “Happy Birthday”, and “Happy Valentine’s Day”; the night where she called me up and wished me “Happy Anniversary”…

I don’t mind to be sad, more, or worst, as long as I could relate to her, this crying face will always be accompanied with a smile…

It’s a cozy night, easy for others to fall asleep but it won’t be for me because I know even with her calling me, I just couldn’t bear to close my eyes because I’m afraid that the moment I open my eyes, I will no longer mean anything to her.

First night is always the toughest, but this stupid prince still hopes that this night will never past…

God, if you could stop the time!!! God, if you could turn back the time!!! God, if you could bring her back to me and make the “was” to continue for the rest of my life… I promise I would change, I promise I would do everything in my ability to keep her in my arms… God!!! (He replies with a soft touch on my cold face…)