Falling Petals Over the Years

After a great dream, one feels lost; who is frivolous when heaven plays tricks? Love is like a grand dream, and when you wake up, you realize it was nothing but emptiness. But it wasn't until years later that I understood that the vows of eternal love made in youthful recklessness eventually turned into mere jokes. Like falling petals, though they leave a lingering fragrance, they ultimately dissipate completely, just like the photos over the years, slowly decaying in time...