No tears were shed with the fact that i'm leaving.
They were in a stopped position, perhaps a "waiting" position.
Sun was constantly beating.
My tears evaporated before it had the chance to flow out.
I stared at the sky, made a little wish, and smile.
As I leave, I left behind some emotions.
I hate saying goodbye,
that means we don't know when is the next time we'll see each other again,
because if we did, we would have said "see you next time" instead.
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