"how are they like?" you looked at me with a question in your eyes.

"those persons, those who, who used to be with you," I said then looked at the ground, avoiding the look in your eyes.

"well, you don't have to answer," I continued, wishing to escape this moment.

You laughed, "I'll answer that," I looked at you only to know that you were looking at the passersby. "They were actually....all of them were actually, hmmmm, like the universe, and I am...me haha, they made me feel lost in a broad space but they gave me and made me experience every wonderful things in the world. They were like the sea, they made me swam thousands of oceans and let me see their undiscovered beauty deep within them. They were like the stars. They were like storms, tornado, hmmm what do they call that? A storm on a desert? They were like, whew, every worst and wonderful thing  I knew. They taught me the haha's and huhu's of life. They made me, me. They mold me and made me strong. Well, that's what they are like," you said with a smile in your eyes.

"that made me jealous," I mumbled, "how I wish I was one of them."

You looked at me and laughed, "oh darling, don't. Those persons belong to the past, and I don't want you to be."

—Ireng Novero, Present and future