People just passing through each other

When I was young, everything was just around me. What we think is the most important, it is the love of men and women. Everything, all the sadness, all the sadness, almost with a child living in peace, only the feelings of love of young soul. But when they grow up a little bit, when they witness the loss of thousands of tears, they are falling, ups and downs, worries, great wounds, the story of the fruit. heart torn apart. I look at them, I'm hurt. I learned to cherish, to learn when the pain really touches, it is so scary that it can knock me down at any time to understand. Understand that the most frightening thing in this life, alone, is the lunacy between the cold world, hands no one to grasp, no heart can touch, living for anyone for It is not necessary anymore, that is when all the people we love pass by and leave behind. Pass by, but linger for how long we can not know. Is tomorrow, now or any time. So, love, cherish every second, every minute. This life is very strange, strangers also become loved, the more attached as much memories, until the pass, then that passion, memories that in the deep, burns can not be forever. :)