I've often wonder why there are things we can't have no matter how much we wanted it, no matter what we do to reach out for us to lock them in the palm of our hands. Some do slip. I tried to look at the bigger picture, shifting from elements to elements trying to find an escape out of the maze looking for answers.
But the thing is, these are the pieces that looked more beautiful from afar—like city lights seen thousands of feet from above, things that are better off alone and memories that are sweeter when freezed in time.
