Just yester day, memories flashbacked at me that makes my hands sudden cold. That moment, my heart beats faster and faster until I'm out of myself. My soul left me and gone to my past and cherished my own will, dreams, and ambitions from my very own world. Full of imaginations, endless joy, romance that keeps me on going, stories that never been told and most of all fantasies which my mom mostly say "do not linger!". That time I realized how creative my imagination is and to prove that there is no wasted time. Aside of being a daydreamer, I longed for being just a kid that always gets into trouble, nevertheless, I treasure it, for my first lesson thought there.Why do i keep begging to go back in times when its impossible to go back? I know regrets hurt but there is nothing to be sad about though I did not realize how happy I am back there. Not that I hate my presence right now, it's because there is no anguish felt. Letting the past just pass by is a big mistake, therefore I realized to live your life to the fullest.
