It’s been almost 4 years I left that dream.
The dream that made me nonsensically thinking about to reach
it.
The dream I was crazy about that I held it in my hands for
almost 7 years.
The dream that I crazily made new plans everytime I failed
means I was unstoppable reaching them.
Until I stopped. I was so disappointed. I was hurted.
Not because I didn’t believe them enough. I left them for
some reasons.
4 years have been flying.
I went through that time like a person who didn’t care
anymore about them.
Seems I totally forget about them.
That I wouldn’t reach them anymore.
But...
Right now, I’m watching them again. Watching my past dream
that being left behind.
My heart is fluttering again.
My eyes is tearing again.
My skin is becoming cold again.
Because of them.
Is my dream back?
Is my true self..... also back?
-moon
