When i wake up , I think .Then i get up , I walk . And after I click , I press. But I never stop just to remember.
When i leave, I press send. A no reply awaits , and yet Im determined. The bus drones out my thoughts. But not enough to stop me. From remembering.
Alive with laughter. Tears of joy, sounds of the train. I slide the sleek black open. Nothing but the clear and the pure. Smoke engulfes me. But I never forget to remember.
Time ticks, minutes and hours pass. No watch but I wait. Traffic draws my attention. For just a moment. But I never stop to remember.
The train halts to a stop. Platform filled with the sounds of the unknown. Colours, shades of pink, white and grey. But nothing can make me. Stop remembering.
The whisper of a name so sure. A smell so undescribable. Originality lighting up an entire room. No I cant go on with life and no remember.
A moment engulfed in your arms .
Life isn’t just a walk in the park, looking at the trees, and feeling summer. It’s not just the surface of the pond, but what’s lying beneath it. In other words, life - It isn’t just what you see.
Somehow, life isn’t something that goes on forever. It stops, when time wants it to, it stops when God wants it to. But what makes life life is how you make what little time you have, work. You enjoy, you laugh, you live. You spend time with the people you love, doing the things you love. Smile like there’s no tomorrow. Be inspired.
People always see the fights, the tremor, the sadness, the disappointment. They don’t see the love, the care and the concern that underlies the truth of the surface. We don’t dig deep down enough to know the true meaning of life. And we should.
Whether or not youre still alive tomorrow, make what’s left of your life, the most memorable one. Get on with it. Do things that you never thought you’d do. Scream at the top of your lungs just because you feel like it.
In other words, life is not worth your moping around in a corner feeling sorry for yourself. Life - It’s when you pull yourself together, and tell yourself ; “There’s more to me than just tears and sorrow,”
