On sunny days there\'s nothing to think about.
On rainy days there\'s nothing but the void.
As time goes on, you can never go back.
All the thoughts that are kept, vanish.
The faces, names, bonds that were met; will be forgotten.
The heart stores something more than the brain; life.
It doesn\'t hurt unless it\'s taken out of its place.
we live to die.
live a long sweet journey, pass precious memories to generations.
We will see the future no matter if were here or gone.