The end of the world

It's not the end of the world, you say. but it is. I know it is.
It's not the end of the world, you repeat yourself. trying to forget.
people walking between rainbows and sunshine. sometimes they stops, wondering what will be the next step. will it be a huge step or just a little one, like always?
The world is spinning round and round, it never stops spinning around us. humans like us. sad and happy humans.
I see you there, trying to build up your life, once again. with all the sadness in your heart- in your world. I see you and I admire you for being strong person, when nothing is easy, when everything is complicated and sometimes you find yourself crying without end. I admire you for the way you chose to deal with things, things that could killed you. terrible things that you passed and here you are-with a fake smile on you face-trying to keep going even if it's hard and for that, I thank you. because I understood that I can't change who I am and I can't change the world I'm living in.
I can't exchange my life and I can't exchange people's life. I learned from you that the only thing we all can and should do when nothing is easy is to live as long as we can because life is short and we can't spend all of our life, looking what's wrong or what we should change because we can't change- anything.
I know this is the end of the world, we are all going to die.
this is it. to die-until we meet again -in the next life.