There he goes

New Year's eve at the 4th floor of Taipei 101, waiting for the countdown to begin. The marble floor circumferentially encircling the cafe in the middle had names of almost any city in the world you could think of. Just so happened that we sat right in front of this. The place in which we met; in which he has returned to with a heavy heart; in which lies the path I must take.









My better half has flown away again, and I am left behind in a-fluttering of dust. I feel... sad. He's feeling really sad too. Today I know not how else to describe it.