It's sad to know that time machine is impossible.
Sometimes I look and imagine what would happen if I never spoke with you. And we never become friends. I still remember your first conversation with me after the class. Gahh, I pretend not to miss you. I never talk to you anymore. Do you know how painful it is? But I'm learning that let it go is a good thing. It doesn't mean forgetting, it just means moving on. Because, my friend said we can't enjoy the future if we're still stuck in the past. Ohh, I miss when I was in form 3. Goodbye..