Life’s lessons always conclude with a purpose but we neglect to think in depth never grasping the message barely scratching the surface we are cursed with the gift of free will knowing what’s right in our mind but we choose to remain blind refusing to see the masterpiece the art we call knowledge seeing college as a way of alcohol consumption until we vomit and vacations on a comet however during our journey through life and obtaining higher learning we lose ourselves looking in the mirror noticing we have changed from the person the adolescence that use to appear in the mirror as our reflection I question our progression it seems we have lost our direction spilled liquor for the days when perfection was the obsession
What does love mean to you
What does love mean to me
I’d say it’s the presence of a heartfelt relationship between two hearts in which you hold true while in constant contemplation of this question ”is it meant to be?” But the hottest love grows old, the world gets cold we turn our backs on one another just trying to discover life without each other
Maybe “Us” was just a milestone just a foundation for us to build on
Or maybe we should be together maybe next time its forever Hopefully next time we’ll know better. A wise man once told me “time is of the essence”, I wish we could have found out together.