When All What's Gone Is Lost...
Leaving an imprint on the world? Isn't that the forever-lasting struggle of the human race? Giving that notion the time to question the justifications underlying it, it sums down to a simpler more comprehensible thought .. We are afraid of being forgotten.. Le ft alone six feet under.. I bet that thought would be all what's echoing in that eternal silence.. Maybe.. maybe that is why we are So Scared.. So Anxious.. when it comes to letting go of what's gone - Or whose gone- because only when we Stop remembering.. Stop missing.. Stop feeling that void in our hearts.. when we STOP feeling the air thinning around us when we acknowledge The Gone.. Only then What's gone becomes Forever Lost.. I don't mind to be gone.. out of your life.. out of your dreams.. out of Your Heart.. But what breaks my heart is the thought of being lost .. I don't want to be an emotionless memory after all the Love ... the passion.. the breathes..