Breathlessly gasping for more air, looking around and try to identify every sound surrounds the area I am in now. Facing tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and the next... Forcing the days to end quickly. Heart is aching and chaotic, finding its serenity that's no longer there.
Heart is tired, motivation works the least, memories conquers every spaces in my mind.
Wish so hard to own the time, So I could manipulate and reverse to the time when you were still there.
I miss you.