Indeed, when you know something will end, you are bound to make the most out of it. Such is life. And everything that comes with it. Even the most amazing and wonderful things we experience. It makes each moment so much more meaningful. And yet each moment is also so fleeting. Like everything is temporary and everyone is a passerby. Does it mean then that with each moment of bliss, we should expect grief. That our hearts are meant to be broken over and over again? We seem to live in small moments every single day. And it seems so hard to hold on to these moments. They'll be gone in a blink of an eye. All that's left are the photos and the words in a journal.
Is life just meant to be a memory?
-P.
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