“If a man stores up many such memories to take into life, then he is saved for his whole life. And even if only one good memory remains with us in our hearts, that alone may serve some day for our salvation”
-Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov
So, this is one from some reasons why days are sweet. Eventhough loosing and heartberaking come, sincere is always be here. No reason why. No reason why.
The story had begun by one thing unwillingly. Remember? Thing humans call ‘love’, which actually is a DESTINY.
Grabbing hands. Launging so free.
A man says, laugh is the shortest distance between two people. And there were us, in happiness. Could we reject? Big NO. God had created this story.
The story met its conflict. Irresponsibility was something must, whatever was choosen. How came? ‘Is God really give such destiny?’, I asked.
Everything was going to be allright. At least.
Until a separation, until a mess stopped, because the answer was trully got. Breaking, breaking, debilitating.
No doubt, a raising soul must show itself off. No more heartbreaking, there is always be a sincere and best memory to remember.
Difference may break manythings in life, how strong we are to keep them be one. But keep strong, best memory is the only nice thing to remember.
Best memory is here, mine, there, yours.
Do I have a hatred? Big NO. Let’s fly free, let’s live beautifully, in a little different way….separatedly.
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