“How can I be reasonable? To me our love was everything and you were my whole life. It is not very pleasant to realize that to you it was only an episode.”
Life is like a book made up of different chapters. Some people are meant to be in all the tome, while others will in a certain way die along the way in order to give space to new characters, heroes and heroines.
The book of our life is to be written day after day and as we choose who are going to be in it, the people of our lives will decide that as well. Who is going to be there until the end? Who is going to write those last two words “the end”? Probably only the brave, courageous voyagers who will be stuck with you in the sunny as well as in the stormy days!