恁时相见已留心，何况到如今。

There seems to be so many things to enjoy and explore in life, but they did not see.

Frustration seeps in after a few years, and the fruits are bitter.

Everyday, it's like a battle within, thoughts raging to control actions. A battle where either side are equally appealing, yet the heart screams and conscience cries, all for goodness' sake.

Perhaps this is just a period of adjustment, some sort of cushion, a transitory period, or so I hope. It better be transient, or else forever would seem like a rather bad joke.

Counting the days passing by as if they are birds flying in the sky.

p/s: 江南柳，叶小未成阴。十四五，闲抱琵琶行。恁时相见已留心，何况到如今。(The willow tree of Jiang Nan, its tender leaves cannot yet form a shade. Fourteen fifteen(years old), holding the Bi Pa and walking leisurely. Ever since we met I have noticed, and till today there is no exception.)