don't know if you've ever noticed, but when you're happy it's amazingly difficult to write anything that'll last. still, there's one thing I'd like to share: I think I disagree with Forest Gump (!) 'cause to me life isn't like a box of chocolate at all - it's like a glass of whisky. you need to drink it slowly and take time to taste and remember all the different flavours, smells and emotions you experience along the way.
certain things you'll only taste once. that's when it matters the most to get caught up in the moment and just fly away. if it's making a wish to a shooting star 'cause you think that's what your supposed to do when you see a shooting star or talking all night to a friend/lover 'till you both discover the sun interrupting your privacy between the mountains. it doesn't matter, as long as you recognize the moment as unique. a unique moment can freeze time and maybe make goodbyes unnecessary. in your mind at least, so that souls never part and hearts never leave.
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SvarSlettMaybe it's really all there, maybe it's all in the mind anyways. Maybe goodbyes are just a part of the physical world, the one you fight when you ignore the rythms of day and night, the one you fight when you make wishes all the time, at any time.
SvarSlettBeautiful writing sweet ;)
I really like thinking that a moment can never be reconstructed or the same ever. and if everything ends up in our minds anyways, then it's alright. 'cause then you'll never lose anything, it's all there, always. I'm learning to write well you know:D mehe. Love ya
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