Có những nỗi niềm mà không biết tỏ cùng ai. Phải chăng đó cũng là sự đời. Nếu như ta cứ nghĩ được sự hiện hữu là vô thường thì tâm sẽ được tịnh.
I just can’t type words that are waiting to be exploded. What am I doing ? For life it isn’t real when not lived, isn’t it?
Why the sudden change in heart? Why the sudden change in mind? I just realized I lost a piece of me. The piece that I hold on dearly. The one that connects us. We are so near yet so far apart. I have screwed up this time round and is there a turning point somewhere ? Or has it vanished the moment the flowers bloom?
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