We were just a collection of atoms,
who came together for a brief period,
and then fell apart. 🙂
And the day he met her,
the ink of his pen was no longer filled with tears,
but with the happiness.. 🙂
Someday, we’ll forget the hurt,
the reason we cried and who caused us the pain.
We will finally realize that
the secret of being free is not revenge,
but letting things unfold
in their own way and own time.
After all, what matters is not the first,
but the last chapter of our life
which shows how well we ran the race.
So smile, laugh, forgive, believe, and love all over again. 🙂