𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥o𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐫a𝐯𝐞

Just For Now

This is not a poem.

This is something I wish I was born knowing
And maybe I have yet to find out I am wrong

But I no longer hope something will never end

Everything ends

The beautiful things
The ugly things
Even the world ends at some point

So, enjoy

The beautiful things
The ugly things
The world going round and round

Relish in the temporary

The only forever is nothing