for the first time... the river flowed like one. the flow went on and seemed like it will never stop.
like time. like life. like love.
the wind was strong and it blew so many troubles away. no one was sad... no one was sorrowful. not even when the truth and the scars came to light.
the sun didn't shine too brightly... part of it was still hidden by the clouds that were threatening to rain. the air was cold... but it surprisingly didn't get into the heart... didn't freeze it.. didn't hurt it.
the road, the journey, the path was too long for compensations... for any regrets. pushed by time, turning around wasn't a choice. moving on is the only way.
and moved on i did.
listening to: jeff chang -- bai yue guang
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