we all move on. I just wonder why sometimes we hold on so tight to something that already gone. Is it that we can't accept that it's truly gone or is it that we want to claim our dependence on it. Well we have to face it. When somethings gone , its gone.

We learn not to forget.
We learn to cry when it's gone.
What about making it last,
while it's still strong?


Don't mind my random rumblings. Haven't been in a sane stage for the pass couple of days.

Go Figure...