me,myself& i

does time moves swiftly? or am i just slow?..

12 years had gone, since that last summer night.

memories fading just like the sand inside the broken hour-glass.

No wonder i could no longer see me in your eyes.

you treat me like a real stranger, evading my glimpse and hellos..

i just look at your picture, there, at least i could hold you one more time.

mae