August 9, 2009 § 2 Comments

Time moves so fast. People come and go out of your life. You must never miss the opportunity to tell these people how much they mean to you.

It is so easy to utter this saying, but how many part of it do you actually really prove? Why do we always have to wait till some certain point in life to think about someone and realize how much you wish he/she is there? Why do things just don’t always go as we want?

You would never realize the existence and importance of things until they are gone.

The feeling of being crushed and broken into pieces. The grief and the sorrow. The feeling of wanting to cry yet no tears would come.

You have my condolences and support.

Life is indeed like a brief candle.

I could do with a big hug of comfort now. Haiz.



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