Blurry nights

There is a feeling in your knees like they just don’t want to work

Because they remember last night better than your brain.

Wondering, you scrape the back of your mind

Exploring every morsel of memory trying to get a proper bite.

You remember being somewhere, somehow,

Without knowing for sure how somehow you got there.

Your face searches to the left, willing a flash of light

And you bury your eyes in your hands again hiding from the unknown.

Something is vivid but only for a second,

Too soon it’s gone again leaving just the whiff of a clue,

And that aching feeling in your knees;

a reminder of a fuzzy night.

Beautifully stated

~anonymous~

“As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that 

wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.

You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.

You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.

You'll fight with your best friend.

You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.

You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.

So, take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.”