Where you going? I don't know.. I've killed my world, and I've killed my time.. So where do I go? What do i see?. I see many people coming after me.. Well, here you going to? Well, I don't mind..
Two strangers passing on the sidewalk. Barely brush each other's hand. He says "I'm sorry", she says "Don't worry". And that is how it all began. . A few short days and nights together.