Relationships...
They look pretty perfect from outsiders...
But as insiders, they look quite different...
Or maybe like another story...
......

I treasure everyone I know since my mom gave birth to me
I try to cherrish every moment to meet him/her
I even see him/her as a crucial part of my life

Luckily some were pretty good to me
Unluckily they are not my friends anymore

Luckily others are my friends, or best ones
Unluckily I cannot forsee
whether they are my friends forevermore