We always seem to
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 out
comfort zone but when that moment
passes, it gets stored away in the
back of our minds and we
continue living our lives as of there
are plenty of tomorrows waiting for us.
We postpone feelings and words to another
day, another week, another mont,
another year. Everything is temporary.
Forever is an empty promise.