"I ran away from home, my best friend betrayed me, i have nowhere to go, and now It's downpour of rain.... wonder where Should i go?"

as i walk to wherever my foot brings me, i see myself face to face to a hospital, It's light blurs as it reaches my eyes as if they were filtered, somehow i recall this place as if i have something in me that binds me here.

i stare blankly on the name and entrance, then i realize i did know or rather i remember someone has been here, and so, moment the strong wind ebbs my umbrella away up into oblivion of my mind i decided to walk in.

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i don't Exactly remember, good thing i atleast remember the room i'm supposed to visit in, the staffs were accomodating enough to lead me there.

they asked how am i related to the patient, all i can say is a family friend.

coming face to face to a door of a private room, Looking surprise myself that this Actually exist, i would've thought the person behind these doors and my memory were just imagination, Considering how vague do i remember.

come to think of it, who Exactly this is? i think i've known it long time ago, but too young that i was, i guess i forgot he even existed.

slowly, i grab the knob and open it, the room was quite spacious, there's nothing much but Medical equipment here, i walk as i look around the room and finally, behind this curtain is the person i came here for.

no, Actually i didn't came to visit this person, i Really just have nowhere to go, confuse i figure i could stay here for a bit, to avoid the rain as well.

"how despicable" an insult i muttered to myself... due to misfortune one after another, i end up here.

- NO! i Should keep my mind from thinking about it, it will just keep me down.

- i Should atleast try to remember this person.

i sat at a circular chair, and for the First time since coming to this room i look at his face.

he's pale, with white a not so long hair --- he looks like just asleep, somehow it gives me a dignified air around him.

- hmm that hair is rare, not Looking old, It's like a Really beautiful white hair.

- if i have beautiful hair like that, maybe he won't be leaving me.

mesmerized by the peaceful Looking sight of him along with the guidance of my tired body and mind, with languid movement lower my head to a nearby desk, still staring to him i felt at ease, as somnolence drag me to sleep.

my eyes were inch away from closing, i saw his eyes on the other hand opens,

i contemplated if i see it right, i figure i'll just leave it, if he's awaken he'll wake me up, if not then It's just my imagination.

and i couldn't care less which is it, i'm too sleepy.... after all even his eyes were pretty.