DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. All the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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I missed my home.

I missed the warmth of the spring breeze whenever she's with me, and the feeling that time had passed slowly. I miss the hugs, the kisses, and the feels whenever I'm down, even on my busy schedules. Days and nights I am always thinking about her, whether she's okay or spending much time with her family, and it is fine with me.

And I admire her for such a thing.

Whenever she's tired, my girlfriend would put her head on my shoulder, causing herself to fall asleep. And as my love for her grows deeper, so does my admiration and hopes for her, even before she said "yes" to me years ago. But now...

"Love, are you tired?" I asked her, her expression looks serious and doesn't want to talk all of a sudden. Knowing to myself, she would say something, including her problems in life. And before I utter one more question, she completely nods, saying that she's tired and wants to rest with me.

"Still okay?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? If you want to say something, just vent with me, hm?"

She looked at me from her pale sight, giving myself some hugs to my girlfriend afterwards. As her boyfriend, I don't want to feel such pain, and seeing herself crying every night makes me feel that I wanted to weep and give her some embrace.

"Love..."

With her sad voice, I grazed into her eyes, caressing her cheeks before forming a simple smile.

"Saranghaeyo..." Those are one of her words that made me smile, causing myself to crash my lips onto hers for the first time.

And that was the last time I ever heard of her after years of dating.

Because when I figured out that our relationship is fading, she can't help but to end our relationship. My heart suddenly weeps, for I entirely know the reason — she's tired.

Her heart, mind and soul's tired. And she really needs to rest.

I know it's painful, but who cares? Sometimes in order to love yourself, you must need someone to let go. Even if it hurts and is scary to do so.

And that's what we felt. To be free from each other's homes.