Maybe i will never meet him again, never heard him laugh or hear his talk as his own self that ive known in 9 months during the relationship, feel his arms, hear he’s telling me that I am worth more than I think I am. I now just have the memories where I found it anywhere, at somepart of places at my campus, on the road, at my home, at the tiger garden when we’re always jogging together. The world seems a lot darker... he has left our relationship with a life time of memories, so much laughter, so much love. Encouraging me, accepting me, loving me even when I am off track... actually i really want to face him with so much thing I want to say and maybe I will never get that chance to do it. I have do much of a crier.. in previous I cried with him when he carried me back to home when I had troubles with my family in home... and now I cry for him because our desicion...