We lose so many thing in our time on this earth.
Our lives
Our loves
Ourselves.
And while there may be several
6 to 10 people
who can bring the sort of longing for a better world
back into our eyes
and in our minds
It always ends up that it's easier to forget.
I've almost locked away every memory.
I hate remembering things because every time I do,
I remember how much I've fucked up my life
and I don't like revisiting the journey I've taken
to put all the pieces back together again.
And even if some day
Some how!
I'm going to die!
I'm content that I've lived each
solitary
moment
to its fullest.
And loved like there was a fire in my heart.
