It has been a long time since I last wrote. Time has passed before me and I have a very little conscience of how fast  it flew. But then that's the thing,you know, with time. We have no control of it. So let time be. And time will let you see. One fine day, time, will slow down for you. There will be wounds that are healed, holes that are filled. There are even more lines now on your hands from the last time you had the chance to observe them carefully.You have worked hard. There are still hard cold nights you have to spend alone, but there are even more nights you wish will never end. You have moved on, and you are risking yourself for love again. But that's okay, because now you understand that love does not kill, and you have survived so many, you will survive more. Perhaps you have longer hair now, or shorter, because you believe in different causes. Your perspective changes, and you have changed. All those times and moments you tried to seize, they were used for good. In those time, you grow, and outgrow.

Time runs, be patience. It has never make a fool out of anyone.