Busy days just passing by...
flowing by~
flying by~
I try to catch it...
hold it...
make it stop.
But the harder i try
the more it runs away from me.
I admit there were times when I was cruel to time...
Many times I tried to kill it.
I didn't know how precious it was
Not until it started to run away.
People are like time.
You sometimes never know how precious they are
until they start to slip away from you...
Not until the last moment
Sad fact, right??
Know the preciousness of the moment.