Every night while i stand amongst the sea of unfamiliar faces, it's your face that i yearn to see. My eyes scan the crowds, in hope that i could catch a glimpse of you. I hear various voices, but they are insignificant because those are not your voice. The days passed aimlessly, hopelessly. One day i finally saw you, so heartbreakingly beautiful, standing so distinctly among the sea of people. So familiar but yet so mysterious. Just a few steps away from me. I saw you, but did you see me? Your name is on my lips but i just couldnt bring myself to say your name. You are so near but yet at the same time so far away from me. I took a step back, afraid that you'd see me, but also at the same time hoping that you'd look my way. You didn't. I watched silently as you disappear along with the crowds while Lee Hom's "Ni Bu Zai" played mockingly through my earphones. What irony, what a cruel joke. As you slowly disappear into the horizon, i find contentment in the fact that you are fine. That's all i ask for...


"I could fill a thousand pages telling you how I felt and still you would not understand. So now I leave without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground."