Intersection

Every now and then people made de tour into your life

You met one or two that will touch your heart in some special ways

Some might stay and some might mislaid

But the memory left will never be erased.

Maybe you met with the one that hurt

Leaving you a wound with a rusty dirt

Let the injure be heal and let the lesson reside

Perhaps one day you could be much stronger when the same collide.

Sometimes it is too exhaust to fight the pain

So let the sorrow overwhelm until all are regained

Feel the bitterness feel the grief

For time itself is a trained nurse for every anguish.

All of these are life phases

Junctions and detour in every single path taken

People come and somehow they will go

So that in the end of tunnel we’ll meet the one who swims with our flow.-nho