Memories seep through my veins;
I was flipping through my things and I decided to open my little bag of 'memories'. I had absolutely no idea why I did that. Then this song by Kate Voegele, "It's only life" started playing. The first line was "Gone away are the golden days; they're just a page in my diary". And I got really nostalgic at that moment. I was reading a couple of letters(one by Aricia) and there was a line she wrote - "Separation - that scary word :(" and I got a little scared myself.
All this right now - the friends, the school, the people; EVERYTHING - all this is going to go away and disappear forever by next February or March. Sure, a few friends will go to the same school as you, but everything else, the essence of the life you've got right now is going to vanish from reality, its presence noted only by some ink on another page in a diary. Words can fail us; the excitement, the euphoria that one feels at the moment is the past, the memory in the next moment. No one ever fully remembers enough to be able to write it down(not in time, anyway). All the days start to blur together, and even the longest days pass by faster than you can say "stop".
Sometimes, I just wish that time could stop for a while. To give someone like me time to fully appreciate the beauty of a moment; to luxuriate in the few moments of short-lived bliss and happiness that I sometimes get.
But sadly enough for me, that will never happen. Because time will never stop. Time never waits for the hesitant.
All this right now - the friends, the school, the people; EVERYTHING - all this is going to go away and disappear forever by next February or March. Sure, a few friends will go to the same school as you, but everything else, the essence of the life you've got right now is going to vanish from reality, its presence noted only by some ink on another page in a diary. Words can fail us; the excitement, the euphoria that one feels at the moment is the past, the memory in the next moment. No one ever fully remembers enough to be able to write it down(not in time, anyway). All the days start to blur together, and even the longest days pass by faster than you can say "stop".
Sometimes, I just wish that time could stop for a while. To give someone like me time to fully appreciate the beauty of a moment; to luxuriate in the few moments of short-lived bliss and happiness that I sometimes get.
But sadly enough for me, that will never happen. Because time will never stop. Time never waits for the hesitant.