Back.
Back.
Staring into an old photo from an old folder.You began to wonder two things.
Is that really you in that picture?
How you wish you could go back then.
However, it's a picture.
A piece of your memories frozen by human technology.
Each dream you dream, is like re-living a memory.
Re-living it with another way, with another choice.
Meeting people you desire to meet once again.
Doing things you could do only in the past.
Slowly, each dream drags you away from reality.
Was that goal of yours met?
That goal which you said you'll strive hard to reach.
No matter what obstacles you meet along the way.
You'll always see that as the final stop.
Or it isn't your goal anymore?
You've other things as priority.
And no longer have a goal of your own.
We all have our lives to life.
It's until we've lost everything,
We started to treasure what we've left behind.
Each step I take to reach my goal,
I lost more of something I wish to hold.
Signed Haohan