But maybe it was always about those small details you didn’t give a damn about; Your mother’s smile in the morning, your best friend’s silly piece of advice , your sister’s endless jokes and laughs, the Me time you choose to spend with your favorite books and music, or the deep conversation with that special one. Maybe this is life, this is happiness, and this is everything that ever really matters …
Always take time to cherish every single moment you get, and always take a second to remind yourself how special that moment truly is and just how lucky you are to have it... remember that there is someone somewhere wishing it was their moment.
We were meant to find each other here, Celes,” he agrees. “I can feel it. Like we’ve lived a lifetime together, knowing each other, loving each other. Time can’t separate us.”, FADE by Kailin Gow
in a world of chaos and ticking clocks, live for the moments that keep you still
To a Young Nun This undemanding love that our staggered births have purchased for us — You in your generation, I in mine. I am not the one you are looking for. You are not the one I've stopped looking for. How sweetly time disposes of us as we go arm in arm over the Bridge of Details: Your turn to chop. My turn to cook. Your turn to die for love. My turn to resurrect.
There was also closeness, for the end of a couple is like a death, and the notion of death, of temporariness, can remind us of the value of things.
I want to create a place for us, like a room. And I want to store everything that I come across as a memory of us, in there. Years after, someday I will take you there in the middle of the night. I want to see you at that moment. I want to watch you drowning in the memories helplessly, losing the bounds of time, getting weaker every second. And then I want to hold you in these arms in those moments of never-ending the silence. Where only our eyes speak, while we look at each other, like the dreams that we never want to stop seeing.
Time is divine! Time can’t stop the love of moss with a stone_Saqib Abraham
I will give you time—and then I will claim your forever.
Peace, happiness, and love are a daily practice. Give time and energy to that which you want more of in your life. Invest in yourself for a higher quality of life. You're worth it.
The Tuesday Seamstress said our souls were sewn apart. Delicate embroidered tomorrows travelled without a start.
You wrapped your wings against my soul, calmly cascaded tears into eternal waters, where I sat in solitude, waiting ephemerally, for those hours of lost comfort once again, how long ago did sleep become such an end?
We swim against― our own sweet moments― lapping the hours in expanded pleasures that swagger away― our wilting sentience― pretending to be― existent―
I wondered where those roads, in which the world diverged, became the promises of another life, the hilly embankment that touched the horizon in tranquil virescent spikes, splattered with hazel lines, that conquered truth and candour.
Who knew those detached words could conjure silent vows― flaming― fide et amor ― nothing lasts forever―
I miss the floral scent of her hair, the perfume that barely masked the underlying truth of what she was. She was lost time. She smelled of dusty libraries and unwound clocks, salted sand and rain riding on the first rays of dawn. And lilac. When she held me to her, lilac was what I smelled first.
Love is pretty much always confusing, and it doesn't ever show up at a convenient time.
For everyone out there, who is watching your loved ones dancing with someone else, for the songs that you had written for them. Remember this. Not everyone can come up with beautiful compositions. It takes a heart that knows no boundaries, and a soul that shines with a light, that can make even the gods go blind. They took away your song, but not your soul. Start writing the new ones, and you will eventually find someone who will sing every song written by you, beautifully, and only for you.
I love you too, but my time with you has passed.
The man or woman you really love will never grow old to you. Through the wrinkles of time, through the bowed frame of years, you will always see the dear face and feel the warm heart union of your eternal love.
