One thing about life.



There is never enough time, never.



Never enough time to say the things that you really feel.



Never enough time to see what is real.



Never enough time to enjoy the time given to us.



Never enough time.



I wish I could tell you what I feel, just to save time, but I am afraid that I’ll wrong you and end up losing time instead.


I wish could see behind the countless covers, all the games, it’s all a charade, because we are afraid, afraid to lose.


I wish I’d enjoy the time given, but at this point I feel like it’s just a waste of time, all the wonders I had imagined, where were they ?


I wish that time never stopped.



One thing about life.



It’s not about you and me.



It’s about which path we choose, no path is less important, they are all different but they all share the same love, the same importance to the one’s that walk it.




One thing about life.

It’s all the same.