It has been awhile since I could talk or even express what has been on my mind. My life and thoughts have been consumed by things so trivial that I find it hard to justify the things in my life. If one night we go to sleep yet fail to awake; what would you tell life? So many times my mind is silent and so many times its so loud that I wonder if it will ever stop. When my life comes calling, I want a quiet, calm and beautiful mind. I want it to tell me that I was in love, I want it to tell me that I was hurt, but most of all, I want it to tell me that I knew how to lose. Without losing, I would have been half the man I am today. Without love, I would of been the man who would have wanted to feel and without hurt, I would have been the man that was never loved.
When I was younger I would put my feet in the sand and pick up sea shells hoping that I would never lose them and that I would stash them away forever. Now I know for a fact that nothing is forever and about as long as you can hold sand in your hand, is about as long as you can cherish a memory in your mind. We all become shells in the water and we all become sand in the wind. In life we are the leaves that bud, bloom, change colors and the die and fade away. The last thing e have is the memory our family keeps but sooner or later that too is blown in the wind. I feel like that is who I am now. I used to be the water, I used to be the sand, I used to be that shell. Now I am the wind.....
