What would it have been like. No, not to picture the things that occurred just like a blur.
But,too remember what it feels like for the first time is what really matters.
The first time you fall in love. The first time you decide to give your soul to another soul.
The day you choose to leave thoes who have been apart of your life. The day you choose to make your own decisions is the day you will remember.
The day people learn to respect you and respond with courtesy.
That is the day you will be able to do the same to thoes around you.
Im honestly just a little confused with all of this. Because people seem to cherish the small things instead of cherishing the big picture.
Yes, the small things you will remember, but the big things are what really stick to you. Thoes things are the ones who help you remember.
To help you realize. To help you feel loved.
