looking back, i’ve travel this road long enough.
its been a very long, busy but lonely road. it was like rains has accompany me all the way, leaving so little visibility and creates higher possibility to slips away. well, in fact, i’ve slipped way too many times and now, i am becoming so much fragile.
december come again. it means year is about to end, and there will be a new chapter of life waiting in the next line. 27 years and counting, i am shivering..
i have chosen this road, this path.
life is life, there were no other words to replace it.
if.. i could have a chance, i would be more than happy to re-take the past 10 years in my life, and change it all over again.
but again, i have chosen this road, this path..
each and every one of us have a very different, unique stories. everyone is special in its own ways, and for that, i am thankful to Allah.
but again, i missed too many boats,
i missed too many path..
i shall not be here, today, doing what i am doing now.
but again, i have chosen this road, this path..
