of life and love, and the in between(s)
where have you been
i've been waiting so long to hear from you
and all the things that we said we would do
remains to be plans of the past
we've been too quiet for too long
where is the hope we once had
it's too late to be saved by your charm
we'll never get this right
your words are cold
and the season is too
and the comfort in your voice is gone
don't keep in touch
i'm better off all alone
i've lost everything that i've loved
so is it worth this time?
am i done in your mind
will i regret once you're gone?
why did i ever think that we would be good
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you hear quotes about life, quotes that cite the shortness of life, how it's like a day that doesn't last for long - and of course the very famous "live life to the fullest".
fullest, till where?
you read about the life of others, autobiographies, blogs - the bible, even - but when you leave here for good, how would you like others to pen your story? that you're a successful businessman, that every contracts and deals you've dealt with returns threefold, that you're the midas of your generation?
or that you've led a happy life, happier than Donald Trump or the richest person in the world - even if you've been a couch potato 3/4 of your life?
i think i thrive in knowing that life is more than what they say, "just a day". what if life can be more than what it is? i'd like to wake up each day bright eyed and megawatt-smiled (albeit the bed head and morning breath eww) - that's a challenge.
not impossible, though
i'm going to try, from here on out, to wake up everyday, and believe that i can conquer anything the world throws in my face.
a very good friend of mine told me today:
"don't dwell on it anymore"
no he's not random, he was just at the pitiful receiving end of my whining. something i don't do often, but there're times when you've gotta let go to hold on, right?
what is life to you?