Once upon a time, a very close relationship came to an end. But at that time, there was a cry of love in the chest of both of them. That love and being good has become around someone else. The face that was known only a few days ago has changed, both hands have changed. The two hands that once brought the message of peace. Alas, man!
In the dream, in the imagination, in the reality, the man who was involved in everything. Whoever never had the courage to say a crooked thing in his chest, to hit that man without any hurdle today and to tie him to the chest. We could have waited for hours to tell him that the man had been cut off for several months now.
There is nothing to say that people can't. Today where there is intimacy, tomorrow there is great enmity.undefined Man's presence also becomes painful to bear. Can't man? Can do everything! Can't just put together a broken relationship. To complete a decayed life. Can't show the way of light to life that has been ruined. Can't extend the hand of trust. Can't be on the side. No one in this world is selfless.
Today, the person you are fighting to the best of your ability will also tell you, "What have you done for me"? No one remembers anyone's benefit. No one shows gratitude to anyone. There is nothing left for anyone to do but change and become a silent spectator.
Still you have to live, you have to live for yourself. You have to live with this, you get a lot, or you don't get a lot. You still have to live! You have to live very much !!
