Prologue

It is just a feeling, right? It will eventually fade away, and you'll see its place, where it belonged to.
It all builds up a picture, it all has a purpose.
"It is just a bad day, don't let it influence your week", they say. And the people who say that to you, care about you. They know how it feels like, understand you. And all I know, that we have to move on. You know, let it go, let it leave, let it happen; nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you anyway.