The old house has been sold. My memories for 20 over years.
My room, my kitchen, my writing tables, the ceiling fans, the window panes, the tiles, the flowers, grass and trees.
I miss you all. I want to cry but I won't, because I need to support the rest of my family. Because I am the man of steel in the family. I cannot shake. I must be the one to support their shaky emotions.
And I don't think I am gonna live a long life, at least that's how I think.
When people ask me about life, I really want to laugh out loud. My answer would be, it is an endurance for all the odds, and the enjoyment for all the normal.
Live life to the fullest. We never have a second time.
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