Love story sunset photography

Then the days darted fast. The day is up and we grow up, big. Start to meet bitter life. So, on one of those days, we suddenly get saddened by failure or loss. On one of the following days, we were pierced, buried, wounded, hoping for the day to pass. The bad days start coming. And we never know when he will come knocking on the door. Yesterday we were still laughing, for tomorrow weeping crying. Yesterday we are still happy with many things, for tomorrow the day after tomorrow, hit hard by life. The days are painful.