No More Last Chance

Talk about you with my lovely darling.
A conclusion just pop out on my mind.
Without trying hard to figure out.
I think I'm used to what you are to me,
Used to the way you are.
Used to those things you give to me.
And now we are apart,
everything just disappear together with you.
No more special thingy happens in my life,
I think it's quite hard to accept in short time.
Without talking face-to-face for almost one and half year.

The feeling will fades slowly.

P.S: I have deleted all the messages from you that I save. 

        Everything related about you in my phone,
        I have deleted.