shall i call you 'mate' anymore?

people tell me to end the fright that clog me.

what more you worry about, you don't have a dream about her anymore.

yes that is what scares me so. i used to had a dream about her almost every single night. i'm afraid i don't even miss her. probably not love too. the mood all changed. i wonder whether we can be good friends like we used to, or so it seems. it's too paradoxical to say that i don't care about her no more while i'm still thinking of her.

i watch her sometimes wandering in the rain. i guess she just hide her tears. but her spirit is still as red as strawberries. that means she's alright anyway.

or so i wish.