I silently walk into your life, and silently, I walk away.

I silently walk into your life, and silently, I walk away.

Sometimes, I've been struggling, thinking hard on my own personalities. Questions often come across my mind - am I... flower-hearted?

Hmm let's ignore the confused side of me.

I think I'm sicked and get used to people's behaviour. I love to meet new people, make new friends, figure out little secret in them. Recall my secondary school life, yes, so many friends to be reminisced, but "brothers sisters" most, or maybe a few of my friends. Others, if wanna keep in touch with me, I will do the same thing; if don't want... you can choose to treat me like a stranger, I don't mind. Hold on, I'm not being negative. Let's think through the fact and the reality, humans can become closer to each other but after sometime of lost communication, you rather make no expression and quickly pass by, or you can at least paste a smile on your face, continue your way.

If it's changed, it's changed. I couldn't alter the fact and nor can I get back anything that's changed. If life is this way, I accept it. As long as I enjoyed what I owned before. It changed already, I will feel a little depressed and nostalgia at the time, but as soon as time gets your way, take it or leave it, I won't regret.

悄悄的我走了，正如我悄悄地来。我挥一挥衣袖，不带走一片云彩。