This Is Our Story

I look up to the sky..

So many stars...

Did you miss me??

I miss you..

Miss the moment you told me that what each star represent..

And how much we meant for each other...

I guess...

That's something to think about now...

Meet someone just now..

And he asked...

Do you have boyfriend?

Usually this question..

I answer very fast...

But today..

I hesitate..

Whether to nod my head or not?

Dad was there....

And i answered yes...

Do I still?

I also want to know...