What is there left, when all that is left is nothing and the nothing used to be something of meaning to you and your life, and the miracle is lost in the aire, leaving a trail of broken memories and sadness?

Why is there sadness in happiness, when you want only to have happiness?

What is it meant to be in love when the person is not there at all?

Why it is hard for me to move on???

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