I see you walking towards the sunset road, my breath felt heavy as I hear that deep bass like beat of my heart thumping hard, harder, and harder. Your shadow slowly fades into the darkness as your figure turns smaller and smaller. I can barely see you now, that urge to chase after you grew ; while thinking to myself, it would be better to stay put. I keep asking myself, why did you have to go, why is the world so unfair? Where have all the promises gone? Why?!! But in the end, it doesn't even matter. You had to go and I have to stay on, that's the way it is, it's life, embrace the pain, embrace the sorrow. That's the way of life, either you survive the harsh, unfair and cruel world or you turn into dust. Nothing but dust in the wind. Nothing but dust on the sunset road.