my rainbow.

the sounds of children playing, 

are some sort of magic that bring laughter and joys to me.

they are also the saddest sounds for me,

i can felt the distance that i'm no longer join in on,

i can't play as much as i can,

i can't cry when i'm hurt,

i can't have any warm hands when i'm sad.

at that moment,

i knew i've grown up,

i'm no longer a kid,

i shall be the one who lend my hands to them.

i want my rainbow back.

and sure, i can.=')