Whenever I'm abandoned by time, I fought so hard to trace and capture those lost in transit flashes hoping to redeem myself. But who is not aware that we cannot turn back time? No we can't.
I've always lacked that courage to pursue what my heart really tells me to hence I resort to procrastination which is an evil vice no one should be doing. Once too late, it causes tyranny to myself and to others.
What now? It is creeping in slowly and I know it's going to tear me apart gently yet tortuously. But I don't want regrets but a decision which I can look back and still congratulate myself for plunging in courageously.
I know that I'll still end up resigning everything to what it should be. No chances. No gallantry. I'm just so not in tandem with my heart's truest desires.
More anguish over lost time? I hope not. I will try my best, really.
