"Time is a monster that cannot be reasoned with. It responds like a snail to our impatience, then it races like a gazelle when you can't catch a breath." -Joe Wenteworth
Time... so little of it, every precious moment slipping away. And to be honest, I feel like I am slipping away with it. I am stuck at the bottom of a massive hill, trying to find my way to the top. I feel lost, after losing certain people... it is really taking a toll on me. Life can not be wasted on minor disagreements or trivial things. Life is the most precious thing in the world, and the majority of humanity takes it for granted. I hate when people leave my life. Death is the worst case of all, however, somebody willingly walking out of your life stings almost as bad. Losing someone you love, in anyway, leaves a raw wound in your chest. Everytime you are reminded of that person, it's like pouring salt on it. The burn always worsens. And then you are reminded of time... each second passing... never returning. Every person that you have ever lost, moves further away.
"Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great, and would suffice." -Robert Frost
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