Did you ever know…what does the Sorrow mean?
Does it be the season that flowers drop out from the branches of the tree?
Or, could it be the color of cloudy sky?
Maybe it was happened to the rain falling down to the ground of this grey city’s surface. You would never know that when the sorrow will be.
Some one told me: “you should face your sorrow; it had been not leave you yet.”
You could hide and pretend it was gone,
but you couldn’t improve that it doesn’t exist.
I know that I am not your only one, but maybe I will be your last one.
this is SORROW and GRACE form the god at the same time.
Love is so selfish that sometimes we must be keeping it in quiet.
But how?
How it become so difficult to express our love?
We are human beings who have emotion. It doesn’t have any absolutely correct answers to response.
Today, I go back home by tired body and soul; I need to feel some warm feeling.
But I always screw up. I argue with my mom for something stupid,
than I close the door nosily and leave.
She drive her bike and wait for me in the bus station, however, I pretend that I didn’t see her and pass by her. A view of her back is so loneliness and hollow, I feel that I am so cruel but I cannot help but cry.
Why I don’t know how to feel….love?
Did it happen? Or, maybe it always comes after the sorrow feeling.
Everybody can’t predict which is coming first between love and sorrow.
Even though it probably that you are in sorrow and love at the same time.
You would never know.
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