Grown up 。。。

Again again and again 。。。

The sun rises and rose 。。。

Again again and again 。。。



Again in a lonely dark night 。。。

I sit in front of my computer 。。。

Flip through my memories to look for something worth to write 。。。




Tomorrow ,tomorrow and tomorrow 。。。

Life is just a brief candle 。。。

Tomorrow ,tomorrow, and tomorrow 。。。



Life is full of accident and co-incident 。。。

How if the message was a 24 hours earlier 。。。

How if the she din't fall asleep 。。。

How if I am able to endure 。。。

How if the song wasn't there  。。。

How if I wasn't there 。。。



How 。。。

How 。。。

And how 。。。



Things will be totally different now 。。。






Fate 。。。

Is what we called the unknown existence of something 。。

Who affects the known the most 。。。

Another memory flip through 。。。

Not a very strange thing in life 。。。

We often think of what it was in the past 。。。

What happened in the past 。。。


Maybe it has made us happy 。。。

Or made us sad 。。。

Or just a important but not so important thing 。。。



As my mind travels back in time 。。。

“
In a peaceful morning 。。。

Right before dawn 。。。

The winds blow into my uniform 。。。

The freezing dew gather up on my watery face 。。。


I was standing at the bus stop 。。。

Blaming the bus for being late in my heart 。。。


Later on 。。。


I saw a caravan stopped in front of the bus stop 。。。


A little fairy step down the caravan and another said these words 。。。

{Take care of her ,thank you }


And so the bus came 。。。

”



The end is not important 。。。

It is the beginning 。。。

Which matters 。。。

Dried up 。。。

Look into the mirror 。。。

How wretched I am 。。。


Look into my eyes 。。。

I saw guilty 。。。

I saw neither her nor myself 。。。

I saw us 。。。


At the very sudden my heart is twisted 。。。

Strongly twisted 。。。

But in another way 。。。

I can say that my heart has twisted me well。。。



It's not long since that Day 。。。

The same feeling has come to me again  。。。



I ask the skies 。。。

I ask the earth 。。。

I ask the bread 。。。

I ask the flowers 。。。

I ask the sun 。。。

I ask the moon 。。。



Am I "Medusa" -- like ?



No 。。。

No 。。。

No 。。。

No 。。。

No 。。。

No 。。。



Then what am I ?



Odyssey 。。。

No 。。。


Hades 。。。

No 。。。


Minos 。。。

No 。。。


Zues 。。。

No 。。。



Odyssey would travel for ten years around the world just to get back to his beloved wife 。。。


Hades would allow the man who seeks his wife even until the underworld to leave 。。。


Minos would choose to sacrifice Andromeda in order to save the whole country 。。。


And 。。。


Even though Zeus owns many he has the power to control all 。。。




Then 。。。

What am I 。。。








Ah 。。。

How are the seven sins now 。。。


Its seems that all of us have grown up 。。。

Standing up to face the world using our own ways 。。。



Through so many things 。。。

There are no ways to say it's who's fault 。。。

The end is we all grow 。。。

Thanks to you all 。。。