When I think about the cycle of life, I feel sad when you must admit that one day you must leave this world and continue, even when this world is not always giving you the happy thing.
The feeling when you’re in a house, through the window, you see life’s changing, the happy and the sad faces of life are going on and you’re just sitting there, belong to one or another.
What if in this life we don’t meet each other? What if at that moment I did that thing? Those questions could never be explained.
And I’m feeling sad a little bit inside my heart.