Those days seem too close to grasp, yet there were just mist which one could not hold but sense.
Looking back at those days, the memories are not fading as I expected.
They come back when sun sets, when stars shine on a sleepless night.
Years past and gone, people met and gone, a house after next. I thought I have forgotten, the feeling of standing on the edge of highest cliff. Looking down at the waves, they seemed to wash away the lonesome, but brought back the guilt. The excitement, or was I afraid, refrained me from stepping forward or back.
The sea side, reminded me of home. The cold beer, reminded me of my family. Have my freedom weighed down? Have my values changed? I wish there were an angel, who shows me direction that I could not grasp even at this moment. What were my goals? Maybe I have found it, a more simple one than I have thought.
I wish, to build a home, with all my heart. and to be with the love ones I cherish, with all my life.
