It's been 6 months since we last hung out and shared our daily life activities together. You always ask me how am I doing so far every time u texted me to see if I was doing alright. My answer giving to you always show the positive image acting like I'm doing alright. But in reality, I wasn't and I tortured myself to not think about u. Did u know that during this period of time, I forced myself to drink every time I thought about u even though I hate getting drunk? Maybe u didn't because we no longer talked to each other the same way we used to. Our conversation became dry and plain. Did you know that sometimes u popped up in my dream? I wish I could forget that in the next morning but u know me so well that I usually remember what I dreamt during the night and especially when you were in it. Did u know that I wanted to hold ur face one last time before we split and walked on our way? No, u didn't because u told me not to have a hard feeling between us and it hurt me so much. Fortunately, in mid-September, I dreamt about you and it was the dream I never forget. I saw YOU, standing in the middle of the crowd. I walked up to you with tears in my eyes. I literally could feel it - the tears and desperation to see u very very much. And I could finally touch ur face one last time with the word 'I miss you and goodbye'. I wish I could forget you but it seems like I can't. Did you know...?