Goodbye is not the end, the sun will continue to shine its own way.
The enormous air kisses you same as it did to the trees in the valley.
The sea water reaches your face as it hit the forestall rock under your feet.
There is still life after the last teardrop of goodbye waits.
On your way up, many chances lay ahead as least knowing.
You’ve been in a circle place with hurting limits.
Haven’t seen the coziness of the forgotten corner
Until the tear washes away the dusts of the nightly err.
A new beginning finds the path to learn the past.
The heaven guides you on going life for last.
The world is too huge to espouse the calm sky after the vast storm.
Keeping you standing still in the midst of breathtaking life of doom.
Walkthrough the hills of happiness, these are the missing pieces of yesterdays.
Feel the soothing wild zone that reaches the far sight away.
The last teardrop is the launch of real reel.
You’ll see life on its way to its best deal.
