I think time pass way too fast.
People come and go, moving so quickly.
One minute, you are enjoying thier company,
next, they disappear.
One day, they're gone,
and you find that you're missing them.

I follow my heart, but sometimes, hesistate and follow my head.
Regret.
My head is empty, but not my heart.
I miss you as much as you miss me.
Blessed am I, who have people who love me.
Blessed are those, who receive the equal amount of love I give them, if not, much more.