It's 2:46 in the morning and it happened again. A thought of you from years ago opened my eyes and consciousness from my deep slumber. I've been seeing your beautiful face in my dreams for years now, it's just that, it became more frequent for the past few weeks. You never aged, I still see you there the way I remember you, guapo, smart, and full of sunshine. Sometimes, I wonder if these strong memories of you can cause temporal anomalies, disrupt space-time, and enable my consciousness to go back in time.

Maybe sanity is escaping me. I guess it's not just the memories that loops me back to that moment but also the future of that past. We were in love but fate decided to go against it. It decided to separate us through circumstances that we could not control. I then heard from a friend a few days after, a news that devastated the who I am until today, that you were gone.

It's a sad reality that people fall in love with each other but are not really meant for one another. Now, lying in my bed, I remember the thought of you and me enjoying the magic of singing our song together. I also realized that saying goodbye to someone you love is very painful, but the bitterness is worst if you're not able to say your farewell to each other at all.