Yeah (sigh). We were just young and innocent kids playing on the grass back then. No matter the weather we enjoyed our little lives we had. Memories of people. Few who stayed and others who disappeared. Sometimes i ask myself how things went the way they went. Could i have changed something? Could i have changed that someone? What went wrong? Not every choice you make is suppose to be right and it's OK to fail. Still feeling bad sometimes thinking back how i could have changed something to better. All the things surrounding you will disappear in a moment anyways so some of us don't even care. It's not easy to let go. It's not easy to accept it. Our memories are what lasts if everything changes. I don't know if that's enough but that's what you are left with in the end. We were just curious little beings and now we have grown up. That "we" sometimes disappeares and that "we" belongs to our memories. Belongs to our memories as an image of sunny and rainy days as our highs and our lows we'd gone through together. Memories as their realest form last's as long as their last holder who gave it existence. After that they can be just so accurate as we know and everyday that information get's lost. Every little detail start's to fade away. Even the fact that here in the earth has been life or that here is a planet called earth in some random universum. Anything can happen & anytime. Even if we dig holes on the ground trying to find something ancient to write history we don't know anything about it. We can just speculate about it tell some theories and make up some stories about how it might have went what happened back then. After all it's just one big mystery waiting for it's solving even we can never know the full reality. After the flying petals there are no roses we knew. If you aren't familiar with them they are propably just some bushes in autumn. People see beauty in them in the summer as stupid looking they can be every now and then. After the bush dies there's no evidence of how beatiful it could have been. That old gardener knew better.

~Flying Petals & Dead Roses~

(just writing something dunno. Stay well and cozy!🎸🎹🎤)

~Fr@stVipeR~

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