Life is beautiful. You just have to let it show you.

Life is so funny sometimes. You look back and see this explosion. More like an implosion. Just all the bad out of something pure. You see it light up the sky. You get sad about it. Mad about it. Then after the smoke clears you see what was still there. You remember moments caught in time. Where soul met body. Your first everything. Dark, in an imprisoned room. Alone and gone from the rest of them. Like when everything else is just pointless to what you feel at that one moment. The world truly stops for the very few people there. You get so caught up in the moment. You do everything right. And how right everything you did was is how wrong everything else you ended up doing was. They always say there’s nothing like your childhood. No worries. No responsibilities. It’s truly beautiful. But children make childish mistakes. And you see them. And you wonder why and how it all happened. You say how stupid you acted. How dumb everything was. You have it there right in front of you and you still manage to upset the situation. But that’s why we’re not children anymore. We learn from it. We grow up. So that next time you see that, feel that, want that, have that… you, we, will know what to do without hesitation. Be the child and be free…but be the adult and keep it forever. 

Communicate.Speak.Think.Feel.Beauty.Love