Monday, November 10, 2014

悸动

What if times could fly back to years ago? 
What if every truth is not hold back that time?
And what if I stayed and hold on firm?

That's no if answer. But just thousands of imaginations. 
But I am thankful to those stay, am thankful to those leave, perhaps.

" I miss holiday, and I hope for a getaway, crazily.. But then we are just thousand mile away"

And it's...time to sleep, again.