The comforting images of you takes hold of my soul and through my eyes I visualize the time I had with you before you had to go, taking a part of me with you. The thought of us being together remained in my mind as the minutes count slowly. Back then, 24 hours were nothing, we had the time against us, we had been fighting for each second to be together. Now, 24 hours matter, the ticking sounds in my ears and most of the time, I lose myself in 24 hours thinking about you. Without you, I do not know what to do in the next 24 hours. 


After a thousand times I said I love you, how could you let the one thing to break your faith in me?