It is not the fear of moving on that scares me it is the fear of never going back.
We’re so far from the people we were then and yet somehow, there is that part of me that will always remember even the slightest scent of the air, how the wind blew, the grass’s height, the shade of the skies and look on your face. As if when I close my eyes hard enough, I’d wake up to those moments and everything will be alright. But that was so long ago and I have to let time do what it does best.
Time makes way for other things to fall together, sometimes better things. At the same time, It takes away everything at all; life, memories, sadness, pain. Time is just a concept though. Perhaps, there’s a reason why the almost-there didn’t make it. You were the chance I never had.
On the same date, some time ago, you said things that defined me growing up. Those were the things I held on for so long. You don’t even remember them.
But here’s what I said that afternoon and I’m saying it again in case you could hear me out. You are special. And I always hope you always know that.
Always remember and never forget. Soon enough, I will not be going back and I too, would be walking a different street.
On top is probably a film camera. I’ve always liked the idea that it’d take time for you to see what you’ve taken at a certain time. How intricately interesting for things to develop.
But I really have to work on my financial skills and saving up. And I think it would be best together with travels and photo walks and some time to spare.
This is perhaps, the film that made most sense to me in recent times. Despite the not always best acting portrayal of the actors, the movie would move you especially those who can relate at some points.
It’s also the first time I actually had to roll over and over the credits to list the soundtrack on paper.
“If somebody loves you, they just love you, you know.”
sometimes i think my “like” posts say more about my feelings and me than my very own.