Each soul holds quiet secrets and stories untold, even from those we trust the most. There's an empty space within the heart that no one else can reach.
Life isn't meant to be beautiful all the time, because from the very start, nothing was ever guaranteed, nothing was ever promised. Maybe I was just foolish, swept away too easily by sweet illusions dressed as truth. Is it wrong to wish for happiness amidst all this uncertainty?
Life is a road. Winding, steep, descending, and full of obstacles. A journey through light and shadow, joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. Each story begins in dazzling wonder, painting our minds with vivid hopes and dreams. But as time flows, that wonder begins to blur beneath the weight of what is real.
Beauty doesn't last forever, but when it disappears, it doesn't mean it won't shine again.
Even if only for a moment, it was enough for me. Like a quiet spark of hope, it lit up the dark and gave me the strength to keep going. help me to hold on just a little longer. I wish I could smile more often, feel joy wherever I go.
A perfect story isn't one untouched by hardship, but one that walks through it and somehow finds the meaning hidden in every mystery along the way.
My tears fell without asking, when joy and tenderness collided in chest, blooming into a feeling too wide for words. But before a single yes could escape my lips, darkness swept in like a curtain, sudden and complete. And I froze, breath held, when nothing could be seen.
So how do you find a happy ending? Keep going, break through what holds you back. Because after every passing storm, the sky always finds its way back to bloom with color once more.
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