...and in three days time he was gone.

Apparently, I last for a week. He has chosen the right path. No regrets. I'm not the type of person who complicates things for others. But hell, I am very good at it when it comes to my own life. Oh yes. I just love it. The thrill. Tiptoeing won't get you anywhere. It doesn't even make its own marks. I've been on my toes for the past years... and I've decided to put my good shoes on and start walking.

Keep walking.

I told myself never to stop for anyone. Let them chase.
And when he finally catches up... I'd be there smiling. With open arms I shall welcome him and love him 'til eternity. Or until someone better comes. Just kiddin :)

I'll know. Soon.