June 29, 2008
Relativity
Sometimes, it crawls and you loathe it for so.
Sometimes, it flies and you wonder how.
Sometimes, it just passes and you remain ignorant.
Sometimes, it stops.
And the irony steps in when you remembered you were always afraid of it stopping.
We are all losers to Time.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 21:09