they say that what makes the old days special is the means each one reminisce the farther like when we're isolated, we yearn the talks, the laughters and the continuance we've been together... as vitality is a perpetual diminish, LOVE is the tremendous astonishment... it takes endeavor and admission... i always choke up whenever i'm hurt, and pessismistic when being omitted... but as what my friends say, i must seize and always bear in mind that LOVE shake up when it's real...
