At this time, the burly man beside him waved his hand in a desperate way, telling me to avoid the road quickly. 

Only then will I reshape my mind and pull the luggage.
"He must be a celebrity..."
I told myself that.

Finally resting on the plane seat, I leaned my head against the window, a sigh escaping, staring blankly at the window.
- I know i sounds crazy but his aura was so familiar to me ... it's like the perfume which i gave to my ex as a birthday present last year.

Referring to him is the heart that has riled up the disturbing emotions that you don't understand or say rather than want to understand. A person I used to love, put all my trust and hope.  A person who had been with me all the time, was naive, naive, but then time passed and I lost my image in his heart.

Once again letting myself be gloomy, so i'm closing my eyes and turning off that thought, but the image of that person still appeared on my head.  However I let myself be used to that ugly emotional, getting used to tears before falling asleep. Especially, i hate myself that why am i even though about him!.

Finally, i made up my mind to reset all my life, away from job or even my ex. Soon I will go to a new country, start a new life without needing anyone.