[CONTENTID1]Present[/CONTENTID1]                     [CONTENTID2][/CONTENTID2][CONTENTID3] Life was never easy.  Or should I say my life was never that easy.  Ever since I screwed up by just being honest to my self, I began losing who and what I loved the most.  Ever since that day.  Ever since that day when I honestly realized that I love her.  I love her. I love her that I was stupid not to realize it way sooner. That regret, if I should have known it sooner, my life should be an easy goal.  Life should have been that easy.              I shrugged my head off while staring at my two luggages. It's such a bore packing up when I know I don't have the assurance I'll stay on my destination. Sighing a million times but never caught a single relief on my chest. Not at all.      I stand up and seek my plane ticket. I rolled my eyes and spotted that it has stuck on my ten-year notebook. It was always been my favorite writing instrument. And I stuck so many necessary and the stupid things I own. I sighed again. I opened it up so I can review when is my boarding time.      I'm going to Amsterdam.  I'm going there to see her. I'm going to see her but don't have the urge to look in her eyes. Or even a fast gaze.      "Jung Yonghwa, what have you've been doing for quite years.." I whispered to myself. I fixed it again just how it used to be. Reminding myself that tomorrow morning is my flight to Amsterdam so I need to get even a nap.      Amsterdam is quite far so I think I can think if by chance I meet her.   If by chance she want to meet me.  If by chance she even want to talk to me. Because the last time we saw each other she said to me she'll never see me if it wasn't the right time.        Right time? What right time? When is that right time? Those short but hell questions popping on my head every time I hear you sai