I loved the absence of tobacco smoke
Until I realized it meant he was gone.

I loved the fresh breeze coming in through my window,
Until I realized it meant he was not behind the window smoking away.

It seems as if I loved the world when he was gone, but there was nothing more I wanted than being submerged in his love, tobacco smell and all.

Between today and tomorrow there should be another day

to sit and wander what tomorrow will bring, to choose to change or leave today as it is, to fantasize about a better tomorrow and have enough time to work for it, to enjoy today and use the day-in-between as a bridge.

Maybe if there was a day between today and tomorrow, we would not fear the future so much, we would be able to face it more courage, be better prepared.

But maybe that day in-between would only serve for our ill-minds to fill up with more worries and doubt, maybe our minds will want to skip its uncertainty, maybe we would feel an ache in our hearts about what today was and what tomorrow might be, and maybe those extra hours would only lead to more cloudy thoughts about a clicking clock.

Maybe we should just live today and let tomorrow come and have its way. Maybe tomorrow should not be a taunting thought, but just another day to live, to breath. Maybe tomorrow isn't as bad, maybe today was ok.

“A dream is where it all begins..”, but what if the gift of dreaming was lost in ordinary tasks? What if checking off-to do lists and scrolling through the endless content of today’s media led the mind to forgo its ability to dream? What if now it can only fathom 10 sec-thoughts that cannot be considered ideas? What if there was no dream?

Where would life go if not led by the intensity of fulfilling one's own desires? What if there were no steps planned because there was no goal to achieve? What if the mind couldn't dream?

What if there was no "I" to have a dream? What does it take to build a dream? Where does it all begin?

I believe that there's a future
I believe in hope
I believe in ever after
I believe in love

Troubles will come
And hearts will be broken
Pressure wont stop
And words'll stay unspoken

Yet I believe in miracles
And friendships never broken
I believe in Jesus
And His Cross that bares forgiveness