People come into our life to be either a blessing or a lesson. But I believe we choose those whom we'll open our hearts to, those whom we choose to be knowned with and those whom we know is just right enough for us at the right place and at a right time when we feel so ready. As if we owned them at that day. Those whom you'll feel the spark, holding the torch that will ignite the fire in your path and will destroy all the things you once believed before. Your horizon just became wide, just within your reach, enough, that you believed you belong to this life and you could smile again despite of the destruction. As if you both owned this little world. As if there is no what if and we are so certain that the universe conspires on our behalf. Yet, always, the end has to come and this can't stop the echoes asking what is more heart-breaking if we can't be together after all of this? will it be another blessing and another lesson in my life? will I found myself hurting, getting back all the broken pieces in my life?