Ruins

I used to think that there's no beauty in ruins; that it is just once a beautiful building, architecture or something from the past that must be weak to survive from catastrophes. However, ironically nowadays, people would stop by to any ruins they see and take a picture from it and appreciate what they are currently seeing despite the lack of information of what happened and why it ended like that.

Similarly, we meet different people everyday, unknowingly, some of them might be ruined yet still surviving from what the past has given them. Overcame catastrophes and brave enough to show their broken wings. For the broken people, what they see are all the bullshits they experienced; on the other hand, what other people see is the strength they have become because of their experiences.

Most of the time, people see the opposites which can either motivate them or break them even more. However, despite what you see, remember that regardless of the reasons that ruined her, it is still the result of it that matters. Bear in mind that a person without ruins is a person without memories.