Monday, March 21, 2005

Diving downhill triggers so many memories from the past. The world seems so surreal now; as if time halts right in front of you, giving you the biggest trials you'll ever go through; the people around you, your loved ones - all exposed of their plastic genuity. In silence, you recall portion by portion, the endeavours and obstacles you survived through in your past, and from that point of life, you compare it from then to now.

And somehow, you would wish you could replay your childhood, right from the beginning.

When the boulder strikes upon your shoulders with such tremendous impact, you wish for a loved one, lurking by anywhere, to sit by you through the throbs of hurt and the tears that never solved the pain. Even through the roughest of the storms, I'll share my tears with you, and vice versa.

I'll be the one who will face all accountability. Not you. I.