sometimes i wish i am like a wood trunk - you do nothing and feel nothing, just stand on the soil and witness people walk on by, and they leave without a trace, never linger on the past once beautifully blossomed like a fire red rose.
too bad i am human, a living being with flesh and a heart, who can never hide away from what i see and how i feel... and the sadness of letting go and the acceptance of the reality
reality is a pain, yet acceptance is the key to freedom, a freedom you never get until you learnt to let go...
people come and go and how sad you won't even notice when and how they walk out of your life.
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