You Are My Happiness

“So many people have passed through my young life. Strangers became familiar, and the familiar became strangers again, just as the saying goes: ‘People come and go in a hurry.’ Some merely brushed past me, while others paused for a while. In the end, we all went our separate ways, leaving indelible traces deep in my memory…”

I wrote that in my diary a few years ago. Back then, I was a melancholy woman who did nothing but complain about life and keep searching for love along my journey, yet no love was willing to stay for me…

Perhaps it was growing older, or perhaps it was everything I had been through. Now I’m not the same as before…