Every
year,every moment…just the same. Once I awake...never returns. I wish I can
turn back what I wanted to be with...back to them.The life we used to have
since childhood but everything just disappeared without a trace. I wish...there
is something that I could do but there is nothing for them to return to my
side.The more I think about them,the more my heart feel pain inside.
I miss them so much.Especially her, the
girl I used to be together with.Wendyll..a sweet name with sweet memories. I was
the one who being useless, looking into her dying eyes.But..I miss her
laugh,her jokes,her sense of humours,her memories,her hugs,her smiles and...our
first time kiss. Our kisses. I wish I can see her again one day if...I'm given
one more time, one more chance.
"Ben...remember,we use to mess around the
alley street next to that shop?" she pointed her finger at the shop. She
smiled at me...brightly...
"Huh...yeah,of course I remember." I
just look at her smile joyfully but then...
"Remember...we use to mess around
with...Lawrence....back then?" with her sad slow voice tone inside
her,speaking of him who just passed away. I understand how she feels towards
Lawrence that time. It was nothing we can do anymore.He's gone forever but in
our heart we still have the memories of him.
I've wonder how we two can looks
alike.We both usually fight over Wendyll when we was young but she wants me
rather than him.Maybe because I was one year older than them.And...we used to
have another friend named May.We four used to be together until...she changed
and nothing is worth between our relationship with her anymore.
I was wondering...in my life, can it worth so much to everyone else
or...just fade away like a words being erased away by an eraser, leaving little
or no signs at all?
I wish...I can see them again.Just once..
…..again...
Based on few years back....
Passenger...what does it mean to be a passenger?
Was it...because we all live in this planet to understand more about the world that more we all can imagine or was it...something to experience so long...till our age ends?
Just as example I write about how Ben's life with Wendyll?
Was it a pleasure life that people as a lesson without pain is truly meaningless?
Sometimes we all had let go of all our past and accept it not take it as a burden.
As a passenger...
We all share...as a messenger to share all the message we all got and now...from the passage we all going through...
...as a passenger...for we are.
