shifting1: "untitled.."

[written on December 21, 2005. 2:15 PM]

history.. is history.
no matter how much i get regreted,
no matter how much tears is dropped,
those past tenses would never ever turn present again..

there's really nothing else i could do..
but just to stand aside,
watching the new characters creating their brand new memories..

by then, i'll be forgotten..
my history, my memories, will no longer exist anymore..

but who cares.? who knows.?
my tears remains dropping..
while my heart remains sorrowing..

keep wondering if i could turn back the time..
keep praying for the second chance..
but i know.. there'll hardly be a miracle...


* ChristinaNg