I think that I am done with all the hopes I convince my self that now, this longtime longing has already gone I remember every morning that I didn't dream of you at the night anymore I am already able to pull my self together upon that uncertainty I brought by my own self I know that the story will end up not as what I always said in my prayer before I strengthen myself that I deserve so much more and I realize that there is no tear anymore in the wait for a meeting, nor in the time when saying goodbye and seeing your back being apart slowly And in the end of the day, all the things I have said above, are still all the things that I put on my best effort. To be a reality. To be some of not-stumbled-steps. In everyday. In every time.