Mystery

Flashing back to our memory lane made me broke into silent, clammy sweat. Just thinking about you made me froze. No words came out. Tears came rolling down. How can i stand that? Never thought of how this could be worse than ever. But not the worst thing. It's still controllable. The feelings, madness, sadness or fear can still be controlled through patience. The world kept watching what we do, what we made. From up there, no one will know. Is it still a mystery or it's just me?