Those words..
I want to run away..
I don’t want to see you
to talk
to look into your eyes
to feel the warmth of your embrace,
smell the scent of your never ending promises.
When I finally found..
Why are you leaving?
Did I really found it?
Or this is just an illusion.
An imaginary game of reality.
I will just have to let you fly.
I am not hoping that you will fly back.
Just fly.
Not hoping…
But Waiting…
Still…
I don’t know why.
You were there.
I never wanted this feeling and you came then
poof! It became koko crunch! 
Times like this,
I need my sunshine.