Sometimes, there is no starting over
Sometimes, there is nothing to be continued
Sometimes, I press pause but cannot continue
Sometimes, missing it means forever
There are countless wonderful fates in the world
There is a kind of fate called not knowing each other
There is a kind of fate called passing by
There is a kind of fate called if you are well
And there is a kind of fate called destined to be missed
Dependent origination and cessation, erratic geometry