After


I didn´t know how to write something after I wrote For Molly. Nothing seemed good enough, or okay. And I couldn´t find the words for something appropriate. I talked to my dad. And he said nothing seems appropriate after a topic like that. It´s a life. And he also said that´s just the way life is. Life goes on, and we have to move on at one point. We have to smile, laugh, love and live again. Otherwise our soul will die. Even though, that at one point, we can´t see joy and smiles in life. We don´t understand why everybody smiles when we´re so miserable. And nothing seems fair.

But the fact that we move on, dosen´t mean we forgot about the pass. We just accepted it, and learned how to live with it.