It's me, waterlemon.

Maybe someday, when we start getting old, and our hearts start to pump hardly.
We would start to think the life I've been experienced, or the moment I had.

That wild laugh, the heart-breaking cry,
the most  beautiful smile, or the one I loved.
These are the treasure I gathered with entire life.

I know I owned so much, but still eager for more.

"'Please." I whispered, and prayed to the God. "Please give me more time to see through the magic of life."