Used to think that happiness is something that i felt when i see you, whenever you are near me. But isit really always this way? You seems to drift further and further away from me. We seems to be blocked by a thick wall. Nothing could penetrate this wall. It could not be melted, could not be hit, could not be lifted. Nothing. Absolutely nothing could be done to remove this wall. I guess that would mean that I have to leave it alone, looking at the dark wall, constantly thinking of you. I do not feel like doing anything, nothing at all. The wall seem to grow in thickness. Hoping that my sound would travel to you, I shouted at the top of my lungs. No use, there is simply no use. You can't possibly hear me. No way, I am lonely now, lonely in my dark world, my only source of light had been blocked out by the wall. I feel myself trapped in a cave, an impregnable cave. I am all alone now. Tears started to roll down my cheek as the thoughts of you flashes infront of me, playing on its own accord like I am in a cinema. Stretching out my hand, hoping to feel your warmth, but there is only darkness, darkness and coldness. I shivered a little. Lying on my back, I think, its time. Time for me to die.