We'd walk on the same road

rough and dusty

but our smiles are pure

felt it was just yesterday

But today, not with the same pathway

we walk, separated. lonesome.

And sightlessly walking.

Both held hands

Those warm palms, we're used to hold.

yet yours is already cold.

Taking my breath at every step

Not everything changes.

But aImost.

I'd remember it clearly

When I wanted to draw a picture

of you, with me.

But this black pen in my hand

Seemed to forget how to

Though it's a bit exhausting

I needed to get through

This is the only thing

that gives me air

to breathe in

then live.

Because you make me feel

it's worth it

After then, I'll rest.

Just like you did.

Hope, it's worth it.