She walks and walks and walks until she reached the spot where they met, where their story started, where her life began, where love was found.
A year ago she was lost, cold and broken. She was physically hurt by her relatives, she was bullied and was criticized by a lot of people around her. She don't know what to do, she don't know where to go. Until her parents filed a divorce and was arguing who is going to keep her. She knew they don't care, that's why she ran away. She left their home and wandered in a cold and busy town where no one cares about her. That's when she reached a cliff -- where she decided to end her life.
But instead of ending her life, she saw a guy beside a tree. The guy turned around and smiled at the girl. The guy have the eyes that contains the universe in it -- complex and mysterious. But he also have that bright smile that even complete darkness can't stand. That's when she had hope, that's when she knew she was saved, that's when she found love. Or so, she thought.
The guy she saw that night. The guy who saved her. The guy who showed her love. The guy who she made a promise to. The guy, that guy she loved, is now gone, with a rope around his neck and tied at the tree -- dead and miserable. She was hurt and more likely, angry. Not to the guy but to herself. She didn't realize that he was there when they met because he was planning to end his life. She didn't realize that the smile he gave was the saddest smile anyone could give. She didn't realize the tears welling up in his eyes when they made eye contact. She didn't realize how broken the guy was. She didn't realized. So all she did that night was cry, cry, and cry until the sun rises.