Often we find ourselves moving on, but wanting to go backwards in time. We find comfort in what we've done in the past, and although we're enjoying the present, we can't stop thinking about how amazing the past was and how much we'd give to be able to go back. We want to make the best of now, but we just can't seem to let go of the past. I guess looking back on the past is okay, but we should never live in the past. Always make the best of today, because someday, today will become part of your past too.


How I wish I'm able to get up, so high up into the skies too. Would I be able to reach the man above? Would he hear my calls much more clearly? Would I be able to see the world in a much positive way?