The next page isn't being read yet, so why worry what's on it?

The empty pages in my journal are yet to be stained with ink, with joy and sadness.

Our days are short, I need to not worry about tomorrow and focus on today.

Right now isn't going to last forever.
We won't see another today.

Let's forget about the time and rely on our bodies to tell us when to sleep and when to rise.

Today is here for now,
    Tomorrow may never come.
    Love me like it's our last
                        days on earth.
                                                           S.j.b.