good---

to my surprise, you still want to come with me. and that damn bag, i still carry that bag with me. another surprise, it doesn't feels heavy. i see you carrying a slightly bigger bag than me, but it feels lighter than mine. how so? but then we start the journey anyway.

i honestly didn't know whether i really want you to accompany me on this trip, or am i actually need some peace and should go alone. the situation now is a bit different--awkward as always, but even more. you don't want to walk along by my side. sometimes you walk in front of me, and i just maintaining as it is. it feels like you want to leave me, but at the same time it feels like you want to wait for me. sometimes you walk behind me, and again i just maintaining as it is. it feels like you want to let me go, but at the same time it also feels as if you are ensuring that i am still in your sight range. i find it kind of bewildering, but i just follow around to what you want, knowing that you didn't want to hurt her feelings.

but seeing you walking in front of me, then looking at your back trying to find me... you have no idea how much that sight saddens me. sooner or later, we won't be able to have a journey like this anymore. just walk in front of me and then leave me. maybe that's the easier way for me to let you go. just don't say goodbye. let me catch you up for a moment from afar and let me know how you're doing, cause i know that we can't chat like we used to. just please, don't say goodbye.