And when the door closes..
Something that we called love never exist in the same place
everything just left me,left you..without any compliment..
until someday,the thing that we fight for it,passed by time..
but,we still have another endless story that we called..memories,
and someday,when the elevator opens,and you meet the same person,just let go..
for you,me,and everything that we ever care..
even it just unreasonable thing