Assuming that we always have time,
Never realizing that it will all slip away one day,
We concentrate on living for the future or in the past,
The present brings us presents but we refuse to claim them.
We are broken in our worlds to recognize what we have today.
There will be enough time to analyze time and mistakes,
There won’t be enough to fix them and regret over them.
The moments that have passed will never return the same.
They’re history and will always be.
They don’t repeat themselves.
As much as we want a sequel there will be none.
Let go off the fight and open your arms to the freedom.
Let the air pass through you.
Welcome the unwanted desires,
Greet the future mistakes.
As they shall only offer new memories.