Contemplation

People somehow just come and go as they please

Human is vulnerable

Even when death coming

People may forget everything about you

She went into a deep thought

And listened to the little child inside her

"Oh god, could I take care of it, in a very mature way?"

Like a queen who loves the dream she fights for

Then she is..

Looking for the answer in her long peace

"What kind of happiness do I try to accomplish?"

Love.. Romance.. Poetry