everyone, at one point, will eventually leave. don't you think?
we have bigger commitments await, more important person to attend to, raising up new family, looking for new adventure, whatever it is, we leave.

we leave the life that we said the best time of all, we leave the saddest part of us that we never thought will ever end, we leave, we move on.

i think that's what life is just all about. we don't walk backward to ones that already became memories, one that once upon a time , we swore that we would live it forever, and i don't know why i feel sad;

that memories aren't really much real anymore,
that they will be forgotten for most of the time.