As the time goes by, as the wind blows from the east towards the west and as the paintings faded away. My heart is still into you. No matter how time changes, how our paths are in different faces. I'm still into you. You're far from me; I'm far from my home. Yes! You are my home. My sweet serendipity, my calmness when there is a storm, my happiness in this sad world. How I wish you are near and I'm near to you. As we walk in our own paths, I still believe that in the end we are still together, forever. Different paths but same goal, same dream and same heart. As the time goes by. Still every day, I miss you.