We always seem to forget that
everything is so temporary
i mean
yeah, okay, it crosses our minds once in a
while
and we might
do something daring
and out of our comfort zones but
when that momemt passes, it gets stored away in the
back of our minds and continue living as if there
are
plenty of tomorrows waiting for us
(we postpone
feelings and words to another)
(day, week, month,
another
year )
Everything
is temporary ( fo r e v e
r i s
a n e m pty
p r omise)
