Love for a moment... As I
looked out of the window of the four wheeled vehicle taking me home I
couldn't help but wonder how many people fall under the line of my sight
every single day on the same way, I never counted but there must be
dozens of new faces every single day, it's a lose I never had a chance
to know every one of them, but today something different happened, it
wasn't a hot day but still I couldn't stand the sun shining violently at
my eyes opened ajar at the road beside me, I had the earphones tugged
into my ears with all manners of lyrics and music, life was floating the
same way it always does, an hour wasted out of my day just so I could
get back home, looking to the same sights as always, same flaws, same
laws, but this time I saw a girl, a beautiful girl nearly the same age
as mine, I looked at her and smiled lightly for no reason at all, I
drifted my head with her as the sight changed and ate her away, only for
a moment could I gaze at her, only for a moment did I smile, only for a
moment was my love story with her, for the next minute I'll be back to
my head listening to the songs and thinking about what to do to make the
day pass quicker, I didn't look at her merely because of her beauty, it
was the simple desire of a human binded in me, something out of my
control, for a moment there I loved her, and for another I lived my
life, you see, every love story ever lived by a human is nothing but a
moment, though sometimes a moment could last longer than another, but
the undeniable fact is; for every moment there is a graveyard, and those
who know this fact, are those living love to it's true face, the most
amazing sight of love, it's mortality, you just look at whom you love
thinking you might never see that person again, that person that without
whom you're life could no longer go on, it's true your life will end,
but that life isn't yours it's that of the moment, once the moment has
ended its life ends with it... so just go look at him, or look at her
and know that this could be the last time. It'll make every second much
more wonderful, much more worth it.
Love is like fire, but it's not the fire itself, it's the oxygen that feeds it, and just before that amount of air ends the flames gets to its peak, it's only just a matter of another moment before the wind carries it all away. I've learned so long ago never to regret whatever is gone with the wind, the secret lies in the next morning, a dawn carried by another wind, I learned to give myself a chance to be sad over what I lost but not regret whatever I've done, cause only by feeling sad for what I've lost I'll be happy with whatever to come, I lived to my mode for a long time but fate stabbed me in the back when I realized I was living in Antarctica, I get to see the sunrise only once, and only one other sunset before I get back to the dimness of my nights, the nights I became so familiar with, sometimes you wait all your life for something that when it passes you by; you get so excited that you forget to look at, just look at it for one last time before it leaves you to waste.
Love is like fire, but it's not the fire itself, it's the oxygen that feeds it, and just before that amount of air ends the flames gets to its peak, it's only just a matter of another moment before the wind carries it all away. I've learned so long ago never to regret whatever is gone with the wind, the secret lies in the next morning, a dawn carried by another wind, I learned to give myself a chance to be sad over what I lost but not regret whatever I've done, cause only by feeling sad for what I've lost I'll be happy with whatever to come, I lived to my mode for a long time but fate stabbed me in the back when I realized I was living in Antarctica, I get to see the sunrise only once, and only one other sunset before I get back to the dimness of my nights, the nights I became so familiar with, sometimes you wait all your life for something that when it passes you by; you get so excited that you forget to look at, just look at it for one last time before it leaves you to waste.
