Few years back, I drove my little blue car to a far away with a broken hearted girl. She wiped her endless pouring tears, she moaned her pain. She kept questioning me how could such thing ever happened to her. I honestly did not know what was the right thing to do. The only thing I remember telling her, time will heal. And I sat there for hours and said nothing at all. It hurts me badly to hear people cry. Worse for a worthless man who doesn't know how to treasure her love.
But today, time had healed her heart. She comes back to me and tell the story. She added, "I'm happy now".
I'm happy for her. And I'm glad she could see the world in a better way. So I hope for the best to myself, let time heal mine. Please.