Restless mind between the hours of night gives way to all
the things I’m missing out on right now, who I’m not close to anymore, all the
good times that will never happen again, the people who I’m not close to anymore, all the people who mean the world to me who have
forgotten about me forever, and I get a awful sleeted mix between loneliness
and nostalgia.
Regardless of the future the moment is now; life’s a
constant.
Time moves forward, people move in between the past, and
future.
Considering time as a factor will fumble at your feet. What matters is how you pick up what
you dropped and move forward.
Regardless of the circumstances, I look forward to tomorrow.
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