Following The Wind

“I guess a wind will always be a wind. Blows alone through the sky. Can’t be hug, can’t be owned, no matter how one tried to.”

“I won’t try to own the wind.”

“Hm?”

“I won’t try to hug it, too. I know the wind hates to be hug.”

“:)”

“I will go to where the wind blows. Just to accompany the wind and let it hugs me form behind, everytime it blows through me.”

“That will be a very long journey, following the wind to where it blows.”

“Like a very long engagement?”

“:) That’s a nice movie.”

“It was :).”