Memory


Often, we don’t know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory.

The memories of us both


There are things we easily forget. People we think are easily replaceable.
Relationships we throw away because we think it’s not worth our time & effort.
And then there are those that we can’t let go at all,
no matter how bad the memories were. We hang on to them because
when all is said & done, when people finally left & relationships weaken,

memories are all we would ever have.

Always be kind

People ask why life is sometimes so full of pain.
Well, without pain, would we learn how to appreciate
happiness? Would people learn from their mistakes?
Would people learn how to pick themselves up after
they fall? Sometimes pain is the best teacher and
through the pain, we learn how to show kindness
to others
.

When love become memory

Sometimes, even now,
I look at pictures of you.

See what you’re doing,
smile when you’re mentioned;

I laugh at your jokes, in my head,
even when I remember tears, too.

All of this is bad, I know.

To recall,
just when love became memory.

 — somethingeveryday

Life

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we
can see life with a clearer view again.

— Alex Tan

Someone

I wanted someone to love who would stay: stay and be there, always.

— Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler’s Wife)

Different

I want to be different. Everyone does. Everyone is.
But there are two kinds of different: There are those people who love attention.
They need it. And they are noticed because they try to be.
But there are those that do things differently, quietly,
and are noticed not because they try to be, but because they
are special. It is this kind of person that I can tolerate;
this kind of person that I admire;
this kind of person that I aim to be.

— Gregoire

Nobody really ever knows..


The funny thing is, nobody really ever knows how much
anybody else is hurting.
We could be standing next to
someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn’t even know.

I don’t understand how …


I don’t understand how you can smile all day long but
cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never
change but the people in them do. How your best
friend can become your worst enemy, or how strange
it is when your worst enemy turns into your best
friend. How forever turns into a few short months
that you’d do almost anything to get back.
How you can let go of something you once said
you couldn’t live without. How even though you know
something is best for you, it just hurts the same.
How the people who once wanted to spend every
second with you, think a few minutes of their time
is too much to spare. How people make promises
despite knowing how common it is for promises to
be broken.
How people can erase you from their
lives just because it’s easier than working things
out.

No one knows


No one knows how much time we have
to be with the people who are the most important to us.

— The Sorcerer's Apprentice 
P/S: Edited