The Past

We used to love each other. But now, that incredible feeling has gone. Maybe just a while, or maybe forever.
Its funny to see the former us. You walk beside me and my hand on yours. Talking and laughing each other
Its funny to see
the younger us. Texting each other everyday. Asking about the day and talking or debating about unimportant things.
Its funny to see back the past. We ride motorcycle and went to unknown place, hoped that its unnamed and named it with weird name.
maybe that love just too big. I can't hold it too long and become so jealousy with everything. You can't hold it and sooner didn't like any kind of careness. Im too care of everything and you don't like to be cared.
And that was the end. We ended here, by hurting each other. And now, we can't be in the same place. You should go, or, I will go. You should leave this town or I will never back. So bad, isn't it?
It just funny to remember the younger us.