Emotions

life just comes and go

No one would know what they would feel next. No one would know the cause of their reactions.

Everything is in a flow like a chain reaction. And you won't be able to change nor stop that.

But whatever you do, good or bad. There will always be things that are truly sad.

Like when someone gives birth, someone would die. If you plant a tree, some will wither in life.

But there are good things also, just small and barely. Although it always comes in handy.

Picking a flower, planting one. Pollinating bees, for every plant. There are so much to do, to say, but there would always be things left unsaid, left undone.

Nothing really matters in life and death. Only few stays but also are with death.

If you leave, I would've understood. If you were to stay, I'd be forever grateful.

But we won't know that, as of only a few. We won't know things that are true.

a. withered

Author's Note

a file from a folder named 'notes to blabber'