Last year on this date i remembered being so agile yet nervousness still crept into my veins, shivering and clouding away my anxiousness. Tomorrow on this date, last year..it was the best day ever...and soon after it is no more. Of what was, what could, and what should have been are all different stories told by different minds. I too believed in happiness as others did. The pursuit of happiness for one thing is a life-long objective and may i say, its a responsibility of every human being on this earth that yearns for satisfaction and fulfillment of the journey called life.
Tomorrow, on this date, last year, shall not be forgotten for as long as i could defy my aging neurons..and even if my memories are no longer synchronised with my brain, my heart will make amends, and even so, if my heart grows cold, my breath shall stay warm... for warmth is from the company that you are with despite the summer's snow or the wintry solstice..
I wish i could say the same for this year....
Tomorrow, on this date, last year...is a distance past...
Another one of my odd idiosyncracies:
