THEIR ALAS

One day, the hands of the clock stopped... Unsure of the reason, grievous mournful thoughts crossed my mind. Friends, Battles, b****y Fights, Pain, Sacrifice, Tears, Emotionless Eyes, Emptyness... “Ito nanaman tayo.” As usual, unclear memories are coming back vanish like nothing happened. My heart aches, I am becoming emotional, my head feels like explodind and my tears will automatically leak. ‘What happened? Where are they? Did they forgotten about me?’ ‘No way...’ I remember them. I remember their faces clearly. I remember everything! I remember that time when we once went in a island surrounded by dark sand. We played volleyball, ate barbecue, took many photos and we -- We... What happened again after that? We played... ate and... and... Huh? What? What happened? “What am I saying? HAHA I must be out of my mind.” I said as I wipe my tears. HAHAHAHAHA Yeah... I must be. Because these tears won't fall suddenly on my cheeks while I am laughting if I am not. I can't understand myself either. Seems like there's something I missed. Something I shoudn't have forgotten. I am lost. I am alone... Yup! ‘At the end of the day, after waiting for something I don't even know, here I am. All alone.’