We've had our encounters. We've reached to the count that's almost indivisible. We've done damages to each other. It's now irreversible. You shout out to the world. Curse me for being a part of your life. I guess, I won't avoid you anymore. What if I make you invisible? We'd started off together, around six years ago, on this dry leaves laden path, for our maiden journey toward something mesmerizing. Look what we left behind – Memories, some to cherish, some to ponder on, some to curse but none to relive ever again. The path we had chosen was just one-way, and we've come a long long way from any possible crossroads. And I just hope that you're way too far away from this place in my head.