Us, Back in Those Years

As time goes on, I can’t help but rant a little about us back in those years. Skipping class together, eating together… Sometimes I think our meeting was just a flicker of time slipping by; the smiles and happiness we once had have long since fallen silent. After so long, I still remember you, and you still know me. Actually, there’s no need for so many feelings — in the moments without memories, we will always have some truth to lay the foundation. There is no right to complain about the environment and unfairness; what you want, you ultimately have to go and take for yourself. Waiting will never bring a beautiful ending. A casual stroke of the pen, ranting at myself, ranting at time, using family love to light up the horizon, and watching the world’s wonderful melodies. Leaving is not a beginning, going is not an end — round and round, over and over…