A Moment To Remember

Honestly, that’s what we all live for.

I was reminiscing the other day and I realized, looking back to last year, I think I was stupid for doing some of the mistakes I made. Like, every year I look back to year before that and I’m like ‘Why the hell did I do that?’ But I think, I’m not the only one who thinks that way. We all grow up and I know it’s a cliché but the only way to grow up is to make mistakes and learn from them. Otherwise, the number of our age going up doesn’t mean anything if we don’t raise our minds as well. Thanks to those mistakes I made last year I now have new worries, new excitements, new memories, new hopes… And unfortunately, less people in my life.

The sad thing about life is that we don’t get second chances. The only way to figure out if what we’re doing is right or wrong is to do it, and see it for ourselves. And face the consequences. Though you can’t say I’ve experienced much in life - considering my age I believe there’s much more to see out there -I’ve experienced something that I guess can be named one of the hardest things in the world: losing a friend.

People are hard to understand. To me at least. I’m really having such hard time trying to figure them out. If you love someone, you love them and that’s it, right? Nope. Definitely not. Apparently, we love making things as complicated as we can, and then get stuck in a situation that we don’t even know how we got there in the first place. If that’s human nature then human nature sucks. And beacuse we don’t know how to live life simple we keep finding ourselves in a deep, sad, punch-me-in-the-face kind of drama and we’re playing the lead. Well, back to my drama, there is a big bold question mark that I can’t seem to understand. One second he was that cute little guy who was my friend and the next he turned into a brick-headed jerk who walked away. Well, the part where I made the mistake is when I went out of my ways to make things better, which didn’t help by the way. I didn’t realize at first because I was acting like ‘if he doesn’t want me, then why should I want him?’ but it hit me couple weeks later: It hurt.

But you know what? It will always hurt to watch someone leave. I’ve lost just enough people to say that. And what’s funny is: There’s going be some others to lose to. We’re going to let someone else into our lives, and then watch them walk away slowly, again. But that’s not the point. It doesn’t matter how many people we lose, or if we even lose them at all. What really matters is the way we remember them. There should be a happy picture playing in your head when you think of that someone. Even after years, you should be able to smile when you think of them. Just a beautiful, tiny, little moment to remember… Honestly, that’s what we all live for.