There are so many things that we don't understand. So many questions we have no answers to. So many incomplete quests lingering in the mind. So many "ifs" and "buts" bordering life. So many incidents waiting to happen. So many answers waiting to be explored. So many secrets buried in the dust. So many keys fitting in the right locks. So many things falling apart. So many people wanting your love. So many memories that need to be forgotten. So many stories that need to be told. So many thoughts that need to be shared.
Life sure is a book, with no answers at the back. Everything and everyone is incomplete. If its complete then there is no point in continuing to live. What else is there to look forward to?
Yeah, there are so many things that we don't understand. We just have to make the best of it, with the limited knowledge we have.