BON VOYAGE

I walked there with my mask on. With sweat all around my mouth and nose. I walked all the way there. I wanted to see her. I really wanted to see her. However, I was too late. I should have be earlier about 10 minutes. I should have walk faster. I should have go the 1st badge. I was indeed late for my last memory of her. I was......undescribable feeling. I was to late to even say Goodbye to her. Before she went back to Pekan. Before i could frame her face in my mind. I was late. To forgive myself. I was late. To love her again. Bon Voyage. My Dear Art Teacher. I shall struggle and struggle. Sketch and draw. Carve and cut. Your look in me. However long it may take me to do that.