Everyday I hope, everyday I dream, but it always will be just something I would never get, something impossible. Shivering, I hid myself under the blanket every night, afraid to face what I would experience the next day. I am always afraid of losing you, always afraid of losing faith, always afraid of never being able to dream anymore.

Looking from the side, I felt inferior. You danced gracefully on the stage, but I just stood idle at a dark corner, watching your feet gliding around the stage. I wanted to be up there, with you as your partner. However, it was clear that you have a better partner, a partner that could really help you perform to your best. Hence, I stood there, far from you, admiring you in every way possible. As your dance finished, you bowed, and I clapped. Thereafter, I should disappear, and no longer bother you. So, I turned and walked out the place.

I walked down the lonely street. Only the dim street lamps seem to be alive. As I paced along the cold pavement, I felt a pat at my back. You jumped in front of me. "Why leaving so fast?" You asked. And I didn't reply. Still, you gave that sweet smile of yours, and walked with me down the pavement. We talked as if we've never talked before. When we reached your home, we said goodbye. I didn't want you to leave. If I could, I'd ask you to come stay at my house. You entered the door without looking back. I was hurt then. But it wasn't that painful anymore. That wasn't the first time... Then, I continued walking down the street, alone.

You called me. I was happy. That was the first time. I answered and was ready to reply whatever it was. You asked for help, and I tried my best. You wanted things, and I gave them without questions or conditions. I'd do anything for you... After all that, your call never came again. That was the one and only one.

As time passed by, I felt the gap between you and I got bigger and bigger. I tried to closen up the gap, but it just wouldn't happen. In fact, it seemed like you were trying to get further from me. Often I wondered why... I tried to go to you at times, but you're always busy with other things. I sat still and then decided, without me in your life, there won't be a difference. In fact, it is the same to everyone. I don't know beginning from which day, I started to refrain myself from talking to you. And slowly, the time passed and passed....