sometimes, i want to go back and find things i once missed.
but, that's a luxury.

it's tiring, and maybe i wont even find it. things changed.
it is like going round a spot, for many,many times.

So, i tell myself to press on and move on, things missed are missed.
i wont go back and find it anymore, i just wont.

& never will.

i just hope, maybe it can come by again in the future.