How could you tell if something about to end? I couldn't. It just happened - just like when the wind blows our skin and passes away, we don't really see or aware as it were approaching. We could feel when it reached our hair, but only a second after, it has gone. Like my quite-a-long story I've been trying to write out with my partner, Elang, that should come to an epilogue.
We met five years ago on his high-school open house, and started a relationship not so long after. We are two different pole of the earth, so much distinction, a lot more incompatibilities. But we don't care. We're just happy together and put the differences away from our concern. Things are just fine - family, friends, study, interests - everything, was just fine. When there's something we could consider as nuisance, we'll working on it, fixing away every flaw. We fight and reconsiliate. We argue and tolerate. We believe and compromise. We break up for days and stick back again. We just can't let go the other and soon we don't really afraid of the future anymore since we knew we'll be together all the time.
But things are changing... Somehow we both realize how our feelings toward each other has transformed into another kind of emotion... Not the same love anymore. We care and love each other, but it's never be same again. No more passions, no more anxiety, no more curiosity... Isn't a true love will be always restless? Always bother you with worries about your own feelings? Always arouse desires or passions in? It should always keep intriguing, so every moment you will always need to ask, do you still love me? Do you still love me today?
And these questions had lost... between us.