Send My Letter to Heaven's

Love (=) Happy

People say there are some things that are not

can be explained with words. There are things that need to be understood without need

in understand. What difference? A phrase that even today I still have

don't understand what that means.

I like it, but people say they like it or

love does not need to have.

People's views are different, but because

too often spoken as a word of encouragement, some people

consider it the same and forget his own views.

Similar like ‘languages’. Every State, every,

regions, even associations, they have a variety of languages. He created that language

of what? Until now I don't even know who the creator of the first language is

times. Why ‘a’ can be called ‘a’ and why the alphabetical order should be a-z. If you know, please tell

i'm.

Language is a man-made investment without

basic historical relationship is certain and direct in – yes – in by everyone and

used for communication until now. There is no reason why ‘a’ reads

‘a’ then why the symbol ‘a’ writing should be ‘a’ and why ‘a’ is

first diurutan.

We could have turned ‘a’ into a sequence

last. Scrambling the alphabet as we want and it shouldn't be a mistake,

it's just not going to fit with what's already happening in society.

Just like people who think about

‘love should not have’, or ‘happily should not be with dia’ max

the expression of the spirit behind regret when we see the ‘dia’ we like happy

with others and we pretend to support her with the proposition ‘I'm happy

origin she's happy’. I think a little hypocritical. Consider yourself okay

otherwise indeed.

The order of love and happiness cannot be united

that's because they just walk side by side. ‘I love but am not happy’ anyone feels this, and some feel ‘I am happy because of the way but I have not loved it’.

Friends do not discuss love and happiness in the sense of a line that turns out it could be curved or broken

in the middle.

Love affairs let each of us

which spells. Everyone has their own opinion whether it's me, you or

them.

But happy, one word in fact

simplistic.

Happiness cannot be measured by what

we have. I got my love, but not necessarily my happiness.

But happiness can be measured by gratitude

about what they have and have. How much gratitude we are, then

as time goes on, sincere happiness will come to us.

It's that simple, and that simple.

Some people think of that phrase

including things that are heavy, difficult, and not as simple as what I just said.

Nope. I won't blame. All

have their own views. I just wanted to tell you about that term

I'm sure a lot of people know.

On top of the white cloth, there was a single point on the

middle with black. Most people will be stuck with a point

We are too fixated on something

worse than fun. We lose too much confidence when if we are a little more courageous, maybe chance and luck will be much more impartial.

Too fixated on the problems of life to forget that there are precious moments that are missed.

There was a time when humans were too overwhelmed

with less pleasant things. If imagined with a missed second we should be able to fill it with something valuable and happy.

There were a lot of seconds that just passed, though,

we don't realize it, but one day, when we lose that second, we realize how precious that one second is. We will meet with words of regret.

Everyone knows, regret comes always in

the end, and that is the reality.

But in every regret, there is a lesson

which we can take and maybe fix in the next seconds.

Because every moment that is regretted there will be another moment that is grateful.

Some think, sometimes the universe

less on our side. If we are able to realize every second that

walking, we will know that the universe may be on our side. One second

it's valuable. If you miss it will be very unfortunate. Wouldn't we be better off

just be thankful that the seconds that we think are useless are replaced with

other useful moments.

Why just one second? Because seconds

that will turn into minutes, hours and days

pass until the Creator tells us to return.

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“You never miss coming here.”

I smiled at the man who

being a witness for half my life. Not answering what is

his statement. I looked back at the gravestones in front of me. By following

it was as if her true form was in front of me.

“Rindu ya?” Ask her again and I

nods.

“They are happy there.” Saying for

it calms me down, and I know it.

“One moment, did I have a chance

hanging out with them again?” I asked while staring at two eyes with a twinkle

beautiful has always been my favorite.

The man smiled up to his two eyes

shaped like a crescent moon. His big hand was stroking my head.

“There will be a time, where we all can

regroup without anyone getting hurt.”

I waited for that time to come.