A love ballad, the setting sun, the smell of jasmine in a moonlit night.
The memories they bring along are as pure as they can get. Perhaps a bit tarnished in retrospect.
The understanding that life brings about is like a filter placed in front of your eyes. And nothing is the same there forth.
Do you think you have led a fulfilling life?
Or have you lived chasing dreams that you never achieved?
‘What was the last time you did something for the first time?’