Bubbles.

I miss those times when we were both young and innocent.

Life was so carefree, with nothing to worry.

Everything was beautiful, everything was enjoyable and everyday was fun.

Those times, even bubbles made us happy.

So happy until we spent most of our time blowing them, 

watching them being blown away by the wind and catching after them with all our might.

Bubbles are merely bubbles, but still, at those times, they brought the smiles upon everyone's faces.

The purest and innocent smiles of all.

And at this very moment, I miss such smiles.

"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back 

and realise that they were the big things."

: 27th May 2010.

: Want to blow bubbles with me? Let us find a nice spot on a nice day to do this! 
Ehm, and with this song at the background. Hehhe. 
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xW2WCMi8fc&feature=related