Life is screaming past
I can’t hold on to the moments
Don’t know if I want to
Loving the memories
Not wanting to let them go
Yet appreciating the seconds
More than before
Who creates the timeline
Who controls the good and the bad
Not questioning the intracacies
Just living the moment
Happiness comes in spurts
Letting go
Forgiving
Forgetting
Loving
Myself

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