The ruffle hair transformed into smooth curls.
Colour pencils on drawing boards has transpose on my face.
Gone were the days.
Gone were the months.
Gone were the years.
Sad movies still bring tears.
Rainy days still has an effect on me.
My heart still races while waiting at the arrival hall.
Still secretly believing there's such a thing call miracle.
Time freezes.
Time froze.
Frozen.
A silhouette of a little girl holding on to her trusty piggy in raincoat and boots.
At her feet stood a worn out rustic Sunkist brown luggage rimed with gold at the corners.
In fear and courage the yellow boots lifted off the ground.