In rainbows...
They tell you to live every day as if it were your last, but how would you really spend your last day? Would you try to cram a lifetime of experiences into one day? What does live life to the fullest really mean? I think if this was my last day on earth I would want all the friends and family I ever loved or cared about around me. But where are all those people now?
When I was in elementary school and middle school I went to these two different church camps. There you had week long friends. You met that first day and you spent every day together for a week and then you went back to being strangers on Saturday when you left again. What a strange concept human relationships are. I remember some of those week long friends so clearly. There were even a couple that stayed in contact for a few years after I stopped going to camp, but now I have no idea where any of them are or what has happened in their lives. Do they remember the night that we snuck out of the cabin and slept on the basketball court together? Do they remember kissing me on the back of the bus? I've said a million times before how I think everything in your life happens for some purpose and that the people that walk in and out of your life hold the same purpose. I just wonder what some people are suppose to be teaching me.
What was the reason you came into my life? Was I meant to teach you something or were you meant to teach me? Why did you bother to tell me four years later? I don't get what you expected to get out of letting me know you were angry for so many years? Did you wish to make peace with me and then go right back to pretending I don't exist anymore? I just don't get it. I guess you needed closure, but now I feel up in the air...
When I was in elementary school and middle school I went to these two different church camps. There you had week long friends. You met that first day and you spent every day together for a week and then you went back to being strangers on Saturday when you left again. What a strange concept human relationships are. I remember some of those week long friends so clearly. There were even a couple that stayed in contact for a few years after I stopped going to camp, but now I have no idea where any of them are or what has happened in their lives. Do they remember the night that we snuck out of the cabin and slept on the basketball court together? Do they remember kissing me on the back of the bus? I've said a million times before how I think everything in your life happens for some purpose and that the people that walk in and out of your life hold the same purpose. I just wonder what some people are suppose to be teaching me.
What was the reason you came into my life? Was I meant to teach you something or were you meant to teach me? Why did you bother to tell me four years later? I don't get what you expected to get out of letting me know you were angry for so many years? Did you wish to make peace with me and then go right back to pretending I don't exist anymore? I just don't get it. I guess you needed closure, but now I feel up in the air...