For the Sake of Being
About: Sometimes all you can do is question your thoughts to answer your subconscious.
you know the feeling that you want to talk
but you just want to sit there because
you arent able to talk verbally, theres just this
mutual understanding when the person looks
into your eyes, the proximity, their warmth,
just their presence really--
thats all it is at that moment,
nothing else.
you watch far into the sunset,
the sun doesn't hurt your eyes anymore
like it did in the morning, its oddly cold,
but its still warm, its all there,
but theres nothing, simultaneously.
theres a wind but its all silent
it blows through your hair, each follicles
it feels comfortable but also uncertain
the sun will not be visible in a moment
but this moment, is all you can cherish
its almost as if you want to capture this moment
you're afraid that this will end
and it will end
everything else, and everything has been ending
one day, even time will end
and all will be left is the ghost of the memories we made
all the thoughts we romanticized
all the feelings that were or were not communicated
all the contradictions, all the blood shed, all that sweat
all those efforts which may or may not have mattered
sometimes you wish you werent there
at that moment
you wanted to not feel that afternoon
you wanted to not be there that afternoon
but you were, and you enjoyed it
cant you just be satisfied with what is?
the present? why does it always need to be more
why are you so afraid? you know you will lose them
you know you will lose all of them
whats the point of binding them?
whats the point of binding all your memories?
pack your bags, and you leave to find them every day
why? what is in them anyways? you said you moved on?
or is it just that you can never sleep knowing that you will
lose everything you have one day
the day isnt soon but it is inevitable
and these binds wont stay that day
everything will be gone
nothing is permanent
you cannot hold anything within you
you will lose everything
even yourself
and no one will care
if you like it or not
it is inevitable
grow up,
learn to just be
for the sake of being.
bee.