There are places I used to go, But now my heart aches with longing because of the memories those places hold. There are people I used to love and care. But now my heart craves for their love once with me they chose to share. I can perfectly recall these places and people as I often go there and meet them in my dreams, which make me cripple. Yes, make me cripple, Because my mind is always stuck in the middle of these dreams. But somehow I manage to escape from them because I know, to dive and flow, there are more love streams.