One day if God's fate wafts me to a point where I have to walk away from the people I loved. I'll not leave them with presents nor mementos. Presents, they can lose them and as time passed it lost its value. I'll sing them a song, not because I was born with an angel's-sighing-quality-kind-of voice. But because I put all my hopes that whenever they listen to the song that I sang they will remember me. In the cafes, roads, pubs or wherever they'll listen.
5 months away from moving
