There comes a point in life when you know you are flying. When you know its the best period of your life. When you know you are happy… truly happy from within. When life is beautiful. When all your dreams come true.
And then comes a time when it all ceases to be. When nothing remains, but just a void. Thats when you realize the importance of what you just had in the past. What it was and what it meant to you.
You may either chose to negate that fact, or live with it for the rest of your life, cos it aint coming back.