In the end,
you learn to stand in the rain.
You learn to sip your drink at the bar
and you pay more attention
to all the people around you
who are drunk on the idea
that life is longer than they think.
In the end,
you find yourself skipping sales ads
and refusing to talk about
current events.
You find yourself up at all hours,
counting down minutes,
and there are never enough
in one day.
So, you use them all.
You spend more time at the park.
You stop driving so much
and you learn to take walks.
The colors of the sunrise and sunset
finally catch your eye.
You realize what living means
for the very first time,
and no matter what you have or
have not done,
you’ll realize you’ve
forgotten something.
You cry.
In the end,
you start speaking your mind,
you find your sense of humor,
and you see with different eyes.
You lose the rose color.
You keep the glasses.
Because you don’t need either
in the next life.
I’m reading this in the morning. I cherish the simplicity and how you are peddling with some rare truth here. My day is will definitely go well, thank you!
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