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AT THE BUS STATION.... slowly time is killing the remaining moment of the little of heaven that two souls share. Eyes meet and dreams take flight as the shards of temporary goodbyes scatters around the air. Blissfull as it is, where all the innocence of the heart belongs to one another. Resting upon the pillows of happiness and dwelling on the pastures of green lands. The hands that feels like the sunny morning of favourite mondays, the breath that captures the perfection of the morning breeze. How they wish this would not end. How they wish to die in the blissfullness of this paradise.

TIME HAS COME, the walk through the bids of goodbyes has started with much sadness on the watery eyes. Step by step they glanced at the image that they'll be keeping, the face that they'll be searching and the sweet sound of harmonic voices that they'll be missing. The night is getting older as it sympathetically closes it's door to the great fantasy.

FOR THE LAST TIME, they've embraced in the darkness of that night, smelled the skin that warmed them through the journey of finding the land of smiles and laughs. But they must let go, they must forego. So long sweet love, indeed parting is such a sweet sorrow.