::hanging by the moment we kiss goodbye::

its gone..
just like that..
just like the mist..
blowing by the wind..

just like the mannequin statue
stood by there..
all alone..
no one to care..
no one to share..

take the blade..
swing around..
upon arrival..
it left behind..
a deep scar..

that wound wont easily heal..
and it will still bleed..
till the end..

take the phone.
and make a phone call.
dial the number
it reach to someone.
and thank God..
im still there.

i know you know..
we both do know..
all the mistake..
all the blame..
i will not carry around..

thanks.

xoxo~