6Nov/090
Ziarah masa lalu…
A spot of past come say hi yesterday...
It says "hey, here comes your important piece of past....
too bad you can't do anything about it... don't you?" the spot smiles, a smirck quick smile...
I look at the piece...
The piece come, pass me and go it's own way...
Then i lost focus and staring at the empty space...
The ghost of the past always makes me thinking and thinking...
While the real thing... Makes me paralyzed for a few moments...
The body wait with patience...
The soul and the heart reliving the moments...
Making every past moments worth it



