Fate links people for a reason.
I live with those words. We meet people because they have a purpose to serve. They were there because they had to be there.
Some pass by. They are our lessons. The ones that we needed in order to realize. We crossed paths because we needed changes; we needed rebirth.
Some stays. They were the ones that we needed in order to live. We need them in our lives, so fate brought them near us.
Some passed by but stayed. They are the gifts. We needed them in order to remember. We crossed paths, but they're destined to leave because their purpose is to be remembered; to be something that keeps us pushing further.
And I guess the painful part is we do not have the free will to decide who will stay.
In the end, all we can do is play our parts. Cherish every moment because no one knows when will fate take them away.
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The Girl In The Waiting Shed
Short StoryON THE PROCESS OF REVISION One day, I met a girl in the waiting shed.
