xoxo, rosette

No snowflakes will falls in the wrong place, some goes with Destiny.
Destiny will not be wrong.Or maybe it will never go wrong.

Here I am...restin' at the beach.Wind is blowing, Sun is setting,Clouds are gathering,Dusk is coming.
One of my hands is grabbin a handful of fine sand, another is holdin a seashell.I open up both of my hands, the wind blow away the sand on my hands.Quickly, the sand was blown away by the strong wind and my hand have nothing.On the other side,the seashell is still restin on my palm.

The sand that I was holdin just now, will not be back in my hand anymore.What was gone will not be back.Don't missed your precious fate.Because one day, you will be letting go someone.

So I get up and start havin a stroll by the beach.I walk...and walk.I accidentally dropped the seashell on the bicycle track.It breaks into pieces.Lookin at the broken seashell, I didnt bother to pick it all up and just walk away...

Even though seashell is the one which is staying still on one of your hands, it doesn't mean it will stay with you forever.No matter how much effort you use to protect your loved ones, they will still be gone.No matter how much you loved them, you still still get seperated by them and walk different directions.

Dusk is here.Moon appeared.Stars are shiny.The sea is calm.Soon...it will be another day.