Sometimes I forget what he looked like, there are no pictures of him, he was always the one behind the camera. He failed me for the first and only time and they told me he was broken, that something was missing in his life but it's not true. He just had too much of everything and most of all he had what made him the man he was and that so many others are lacking: a truthful, beating heart.
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When I sit in an airplane, before takeoff, I always think to myself about life. Am I happy? If I died today, would that be ok? The answer is usually yes... it would be ok if I died today. The thing about endings, though, is that we'll never know if it's a happy one until it's all said and done - And that isn't really for us to dictate.
ReplyDeleteMaybe there are happy endings and we just can't see them yet because the story is not over.
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we who have too much inside are doomed.
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The thing about the past, and our memories of the past when we tend to live in them, things there can become larger than life if we let them.
ReplyDeleteThey are frozen in time and we build upon those frozen memories adding to them making them grow in place. They do not face the ups and downs that people we see everyday do.
It is a lot harder for a person to be alive in your present than your past.