I'm not sure why, but I was thinking about you today, thinking about you a lot. I went back to all the times we laughed and made each other think of a world different from what we knew. The thing is, I don't feel sad when I conjure the thought of us within my mind. All I feel is inspiration. Inspiration for the road I have yet to walk, and the journey I already took to get here. Because for me, it was never so much about us being together, but always about how I was changing in the process. And boy did I change. Not only thanks to you, but more so, thanks to everybody else who left before. For all of you taught me that I have to search for people who don't love me in spite of my flaws, but because of them.
I inhale the green vapours unlike ever before and I silently gaze at the words I written what feels a like a lifetime ago. I try to invision myself at that time, what I was feeling, and everything I was not. Surprisingly it was clear as dawn, and what frightened me the most, is that years from then, I still feel the same. Time has passed me by, it seems, and I am left here to rot underneath emotions that should have been resolved by now. Here I sit, barely conscious, yet somehow strangely awake. There is no tomorrow, and yesterday is in a mist of smoke. So now, at long last, we all learn what it means to really live.
I inhale the green vapours unlike ever before and I silently gaze at the words I written what feels a like a lifetime ago. I try to invision myself at that time, what I was feeling, and everything I was not. Surprisingly it was clear as dawn, and what frightened me the most, is that years from then, I still feel the same. Time has passed me by, it seems, and I am left here to rot underneath emotions that should have been resolved by now. Here I sit, barely conscious, yet somehow strangely awake. There is no tomorrow, and yesterday is in a mist of smoke. So now, at long last, we all learn what it means to really live.
