Its as always...
A story of tragedy and hope...
Like "a walk to remember"; "If Only"; "City Of Angels" and the like...
Why does the girl always have to die and then life teaches the guy to go on and live his life all alone. Why does it have to be always a tragedy.
Is love not that great if both live?
Is love not that great if there was no death?
Is love not that great if not bitten by reality?
Is love not that great if there was no pain and sacrifice?
Love could be so beautiful until reality bites.
So there it goes...
Love is beautiful... maybe the only thing that is beautiful that heaven spared on earth.
Like every tragedy's lesson... common, simple but impeccably true: We can move on.
That in spite the bitterness of life can bring, never lose faith in love... because that faith in love that made you cry is the same thing that will help you move on. That love, no matter how many times life burn it and turn it up side down, love will remain the most beautiful... if not, the only thing that is beautiful in this world.
Love could create a monster... but a monster made of love is still beautiful.
If there's one word to describe love... - BEAUTIFUL.
And the only thing that remains beautiful... - LOVE.