Everything has to come to an end. Be it good, or bad.
This has been a journey.
Melancholy in eudaumonia
Serendipity and dejection.
All in all, it has been one hell of a journey.
This is not the end of the journey, just the end of this chapter.
I've packed my bags,
I'm off.
Another journey, where I'll find serendipity, adulation, warmth and endearment in my melancholy, desolation and despondency.
Another journey where I'm holding hearts instead of hands.
Pouring souls, sharing love and living joyfully.
A new journey awaits.
I have a train to catch!
Melancholy in eudaimonia,
You were beautiful!
