tears rolled down

how times passed when we stop watching time. how many things undone when we attend to the current. how nice life was, but the gust of wind can change us. how we wish we could go back to the perfect simple hours.

tears rolled down.


if we could only try, to reminisce. if we could, just for another time, return to that past, to love that moment, and the clock stops ticking, and give up my present .... i would.


if we can stop, to listen, what our heart really says .... the promised land .... is all shattered.

work .... i just need a break .... but what can i do to hide my fear .... to go away? to where? can that heal?


time ticks so slow that i fear every second. every second swings longer, the irony of life passing by, and we forget to love.


the loneliness and emtpiness inside me, grew wilder, for this is the 4th month.



my beautiful wife on her last birthday. jurong hill. life could be so nice. God is listening. God watches. God tortures.