our lives passes, as each second trickles away.. u feel regrets, for things undone, for things done, for things u missed, for things we said.. but life goes on as it always will.. no matter how depressing or happy our day goes, the earth just keeps spinning, not stopping for any teardrop, not pausing for any misery..

i'm typing this, and backspacing, typing, backspacing, typing, backspacing..trying to find the right words to say... somehow feel that, i'm always living life in regrets.. many things that i yearn to do, thinkings that i yearn to voice out, to speak my mind, speak my heart.. feelings i feel at the very moment.. but we all chose to close our mouths and not mention it.. why? for fear of responsibilities? or for fear of the consequences behind 'em.. and because of these tied-downs, we let things slipped past... quietly..

to treasure the present? many definitions.. to keep our hearts hidden? or to open 'em..