moderos

When I don't know what to say, or how respond, I want to keep quiet. But I can't. I'll find it awkward. There's so much to talk about, but why is it that a conversation has to die out? There is so much in this world to talk about.

Simple as life can be; yet more precious than anything else. Time is all we have. We must all spend it wisely. Especially with those whom you cherish most. Sometimes you can't realize who yet, as soon as they are gone, your heart will sink. Never regret, never feel sad. Mourn and hope that they are not suffering anymore.

I never use the journal part of this thing. I feel like I should use this more. But I don't know what to put here.