Sometimes people realize things
That they left a relationship to early
Or to late
That they shouldn't have said what they did
That it isn't what it looks like
And sometimes...
It really isn't
What terrifying realizations these are...
In the moment
But they fade
The emotions that seemed so intense at the time fade
Fade the colors until the memory of those emotions
Is as fuzzy and impersonal as a black and white picture.
They turn into stories
Of an easier time
A simpler time
No emotion felt,
As time has erased the pain and wounds
That death never could
With death comes the worst realization of all
As you take your last breath and realize that you
Have yet to live
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
Sometimes people realize things
That they left a relationship to early
Or to late
That they shouldn't have said what they did
That it isn't what it looks like
And sometimes...
It really isn't
What terrifying realizations these are...
In the moment
But they fade
The emotions that seemed so intense at the time fade
Fade the colors until the memory of those emotions
Is as fuzzy and impersonal as a black and white picture.
They turn into stories
Of an easier time
A simpler time
No emotion felt,
As time has erased the pain and wounds
That death never could
With death comes the worst realization of all
As you take your last breath and realize that you
Have yet to live
"Carpe diem...Sieze the day boys, make your lives extraordinary." ~The Dead Poet's Society
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