Are we made to be in some ever serious mode? Always thinking about problems, actually counting and repeating the count. Goals, that we failed to chase. People who left suddenly and some we had to leave unwillingly. About broken hearts, ours and others. Time lost and the good era’s that have passed.
Why so?? Has distress ever bring anything good? No! We know this thing very well. We believe in fate or destiny but still weep, why?
Come on its life not a tragic movie. It can change, you never know the script.