Chapter 4 - The Beginning
In the beginning, I was lost in a world that wasn't meant to be as such as this. Why must it be that there was no escape for me after all these years later after the Millennium Items were gone into the debris? Why must it be this way as I remembered clearly in my mind about myself and others? Why am I lost in time why so? Why are we lost in time why? Why are we that sad to see the light disappear into the day as ever before? As we cannot describe why so, why is my life on the line as always? Why am I that sad to see the light gone away from the sun?
As I remembered the days when I was young, where was my heart and... my feelings as well? As much as I referred him as my love, why must he not be around for me for days?
As we cannot take things back, why must he be within the time alone without me? As we say no more to life, why must he be able to care of me? Why must he be able to care of me in time as we never seen that much together? As we cannot see each other in life, why must he always love me since the beginning as I figured? Why am I that sad as always around him? As I recalled my intentions carefully, why must he always be the one to love me as always? As I remembered the days when I was young at heart, why must I be able to care of others as well? As I remembered the days when I was young at heart as I recalled further, why am I the one to remember him carefully and constantly on my own without him?
As I remembered the days when I was young at heart, where was my love and his feelings for me everyday in life? Why am I... alone without his love for me? Could he... be away from me after all we've been through? But why though? Where was him? Where was my feelings for him and where could he be in a time like this? Why though must he love me less or not in a way one day when he has to leave with his family like and friends like that are spending time with him by force? Can this be meant to be and even... sadly the last to see him after all? But... how can this be?
Does he love me after years of being together?
As we cannot see each other, why couldn't I see him in the beginning before it was too late to say I'm gone?
As I remembered clearly, why am I exactly gone as I feared it would be? Why am I the one to be at stake as he left to tears that I'm dying before him?
As I remembered him sadly, what am I as I recalled the days when I was young at heart to care and love him more?
As I remembered clearly on my own, why am I lost without him as I cried as well as he leaves me by myself in my own flat like home in the grand hotel?
If only I knew what to do... as he left to be at mercy from them and left without another word of goodbye.
[To be continued...]