.,..,.,.

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

...

this is the matter of time..
this is the matter of chance..
this is about patience and faith..
this is me..
this is my life..

beginning with time to roll,,
there so many chances out there,,
but we must pick them one by one,step by step..
keep in our faith and be patience with our life..