無語.

The sun rise, life goes on, who will remember yesterday.

A box of milk chocolate nicely arranged, yet amongst all there is this one piece of dark chocolate.
A whole is always better than having one missing piece.
It looks almost perfect and you can't tell easily where the fault is.
But eventually you'll pick up that one exceptional piece, taste it and rediscover the bitterness.
This crucial moment, if you fake a smile, it will always be a good memory, you lied to the world you lied to yourself, but you will forever be the only one to know the bitterness behind the sweets.
Sorry though, i hate dark chocolate, its not tolerated.