in everyone of us.
in every minute of lives, anywhere in this world
even a tiny bit of existence in the universe
it will be all imprinted in the soul
no matter it’s been written or forgotten.
at least, not as what i imaged.
when all the glory fades, I begin to understand,
you wont find her at day time.
is the only way to measure missing.
no mater how harsh it is,
always move on.
loose all the strings,
once in a while
life will surprises you,
in its own way