clowds passed by...

like floating water.

every little things in our life,

get known to a person,

believe in a person,

put yourself in a person's hand.

all in this ocean named as "society".

nothing i should be blamming at,

right?

encouter is just a small part in our life.

everything just happened in the way it ought to be.

nothing worths believing without you,

me dear.