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well.
what i haven't been waiting for is now here.

so i can only treasure it.
while it lasts.

although technically it's meant to last forever.
but there will be one day.

one day when it will fade from me.

but.
it's still a part of my life.

so it won't die out yet.

following emotions is a silly thing to do.
but i guess one will still learn from it.


i see a long winding path.
and on its both sides.

is lush.
green grass.

that will open up to a vast plain.
which rustles when the wind blows.

i will stare at the borderless sight in front of me.
and think.


that this really was what i was meant to do.

soon.
i'll get to it soon.

well there's something to look forward to.
this year. probably.

but i'll have to wait.
and my work won't wait.

so i have to get to it.


soon enough.

and so it shall begin.
and so it shall end.

very.
very soon.

but.
i have no doubt.

one day the sun will come out.

and so it shall be.
that tomorrow.

we will be happy.
for just a moment.

lives will change for a short time.
before we realise.

that it was all just a breather.
and the time to get back to work would be soon.

very.
very soon.

but we will treasure this moment.
because i think quite realistically.

and the truth is.
we won't have the chance to do this again.

maybe we might.
but it'll get harder all the same.

so treasure it we will.
and after it is over.

we will look back at it one day.
and be happy.

for we spent that time well.


very, very well.

because.
soon it shall be over.

and then the hopeful reunion.
and then the parting again.

if only the future was this easy to read into.

i can't seem to concentrate.
it just shows the amount of interest i have in accomplishing the task at hand.

something tells me i might still get a decent grade anyway.
after all it's just common sense.

if only the future was this easy to read into.

well i will still try.
and hope that what i want to achieve in will achieve.

then i will start working harder.
in everything.

and then perhaps it will.
all go smooth sailing from there.

if only the future was this easy to read into.



it's a big world out there.
i wonder how i will survive on my own.

maybe it was just that.


as the day draws nearer.
i can only look as it will eventually pass by.

well if only i could get my hands on one of those butterflies.
maybe they'll still fly when i get the chance to go.

the timing is conventional though.
they should do it like the video.

then it will be all the more wonderful.


soon the weekend will be over again.
and we shall return to work.

until it comes back again.


likewise.
i shall wait.

after all this is only one thing in my life.
as if there are any others more important than it.

but all the more.
the time will come.


and i shall wait for it.

maybe the fourth panel is something
like what i'm doing right now.

and by tomorrow.
it'll be the end of the working week again.

of course i will still work through the weekend.
but with friends.

with friends.


it's just so much better.

And I've got to get that message home.

why didn't they realise.
that what they wished for the most was right beside them.


perhaps i shall just give up now.
because maybe.

it just wasn't meant to be.
so i can only hold those feelings back in my heart.

and wait for someone to walk by again.
and say hello.

we live in such a fast moving world.
little do they know that while they cut down their trees.

right beside them lies pastures of green.
with every sight to behold.

so when they slow down.
and finally realise what they have missed.

i will show it to them.
although i myself haven't seen it yet.

but somehow.
i will find it before all of them.



My song is love
Love to the loveless shown
And it goes on
You don't have to be alone

Your heavy heart
Is made of stone
And it's so hard to see you, clearly
You don't have to be on your own
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
Can i get that message home?

My song is love
My song is love unknown,
But I'm on fire for you, clearly
You don't have to be alone
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
And I'm nothing on my own
Got to get that message home

And I'm not gonna stand and wait
I'm not gonna leave it until it's much too late
On a platform, I'm gonna stand and say
That I'm nothing on my own
And I love you, please come home

My song is love, is love unknown?
And I've got to get that message home.


for all the beautiful things in this world.
cannot match up to the beauty of life.

and why we can do all this.
well, who knows.


maybe its just best to remain in the dark.