There are certain things in life, I hang on to.
Certain things I try to look at in a positive perspective.
But when the other end gives up, loses hope, loses vision.
Gets confused, frustrated.
I get beaten down.
I give up hope.
Give up on you.
It's funny how life is.
How it works.
A person's solution may not always work for another person's problem.
Things are always different.
Things are never the same.
But life still goes on.
Something better, majestic, grand... would heal up the wounds and ultimately pave a new path.
And this,
this is the beauty of life itself.