When we were much younger, we roam around kids' playhouses with tons of playmates around. We giggled we laughed, we fall we cry, we get scolded yet seldom learn. We grew up knowing everyone from the neighbourhood. We enjoyed life's fullest because we knew we had nothing to lose.

High school, we heard we make life's best and closest friends here - yes we do. Still anxious, first day we made impressions. We get in and out of relationships, friendships. Differentiating what is love and like, crush and infatuation, we never get an answer. We found our cliques and engaged in a load of fun and mischiefs. End of high school, most leave some stay.

We split our paths, heading our own directions in life. Meet new friends, meet new people. We see old friends, and be amazed by how much they've changed. Busy with our new phase of life and hardly in contact with the others. We seemed to forget about many things, or being forgotten. Occasionally we meet up, we talked, we laughed at how silly we were in the past, but we knew things were different than before. It felt like we grew, aged, but still glad we were here.

Sometime later we start to learn and realise the importance of love and family, factors that were there yet never. To appreciate the bonds that are always that invisible yet noticeable in the heart. We continue searching and reaching out to our dreams, the life that we want to lead. We study we work, we had lesser time than we ever did. But in fact we always have this same amount of time each day ever since we knew.