With a step forward and one backward, always between yesterday and tomorrow, we live in a question without answer: does the night end or the morning begin? And if it is a day when we can change everything, why donβt we see it, although our eyes are wide open?
You must not always believe me when I say I will love you untill eternity because love just like weather does not last forever and you must not ask too many questions because if there is no answer I will be tempted to lie.