I wonder when will I be able to drive to Stanford again.
Day and night, I can only wish to be able to feel the leg, and have no numbness.
Especially when I walk.
I wish I can never have to trip again.

As time pass by, everything is changing.
My health is rotting, my grades are gloomy, and unfortunately, my friends are rotating.
I have to accept the reality that my past memories, good and bad, will never come back again.