Love can really make us sad.
Love can make us happy.
But love, can make us forgotten.
How can someone forget how they feel after showing you how much they loved you? He might not remember me, but I’d hope that his heart reminds me. I wish he felt how he’s being happy with me along our travels. 
Those years that I spent on looking for him, I do not know if he’s hiding himself or just too far away from me that I can’t reach his presence.

Exploring places takes half of me, and no one can ever tell me to change that. It makes me feel comforted whenever I go to somewhere that I still haven’t visited yet. But I didn’t expect that there would be a place where I will hate the most and at the same time, wanting to treasure the memories that were built in there. I am Akaiah Celestine, and here's my story that deprived by fate.