Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck, illness, love,or even lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity; it all occurs to test the limits of heart and soul.
I miss the way we used to be and the way the world was spinning for us. The love that once we shared back in the days, maybe you can call us kids then. Young love?, yes it is. It was dumb and made me look stupid… but whatever happens, happens after all it was still Love.. It is true that we didn’t made it, but for me nothing has change. For what i feel is still the same.
This was written by a friend. I just thought of posting this here because it kinda reminds of what I’m going through lately.