When they meet by chance, their eyes will turn, their smile will spread, and their heart will move sadly.
Tragedy often begins without warning. Destiny reaches out and plants the seeds, smiling secretly, waiting for the day when they will blossom and bear fruit.
Destiny reaches out its hand and there is nothing we can do. Some love takes a lifetime to forget, but hate can also blur time.
How wonderful it would be if life were just like the first time we met.
Without a beginning, there is no end.