The world is cruel in the kindest of ways. It makes the shortest of days seem like years upon years inside my mind. There is no end until I move onto the next millennium. Until I say thank you, Goodbye, I love you, I am sorry, I forgive you. I hope for power to do what makes me feel myself pulse. I crave moments that I can't forget, but there's only one of each. Every such thing is not like any or everything. There are no two alike. They are all unique. Moments stand still and hatch into memories. So unique, I wish to replay the many days I've seen; the birth of something new. I only look back until something is conceived and my mind is drawn to the present. I wonder what made it so sweet. The moments that leave tears on my cheeks. I look and rummage every which way to find one day. One day I felt something New and Unique.
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