Nothing was ever meant to last...

Remembering how to let self adapt n live free. Being alone in ones head will make reality feel like a dream. With everything on the outside of us we're all alone. N yet, there's a choice of what to entertain as the heart roams. As the trick is being able to identify phases others are going through. To knowing when to grab some of an opportunity when it comes along to improve. Inside our minds a game of worth is played. As the universe just wants to interact with how we are all the same. Either we carry the baggage of past relations or say fuck the dumb. One hasta be in tune with the inner makings that define self luv. The ability to believe it's not over until the dirt covers what remains. N with the connection of life pulsating within the veins. Time itself will be challenged as the one who awakens mentally will be at peace. Living day in n day out with nights filled with their own little squeeze. With the comprehension that nothing was ever meant to last. So making the best of things hasta happen or it'll pass us up way to giving fast. Doing more than recollecting memories not yet ready to be repaired. For old age will come to the crossroads of a lifetime dared. Whether it be on the edge or in the safety of one's very own home. We get to decide what's what to us that makes the difference in true form being shown. Here we are to share everything that cannot physically get into our depths. But we feel it enticing us wanting our best...