There were many, many… But in the end, it did’t work out.
One by one, they left. Until only one remained. Me….
Why was I left here? To keep the memories of our friendship forever. It was nice, but everything has an end. I couldn’t protect you, but I’ll always protect these memories. Because they have already become a part of me now.
Only memories remain now, of our time together….
Now we walk on the paths we once chose for ourselves…. Alone.
I was too induced in it, that once it was gone… I felt despair.