is that things will never be the same
we move onwards
memories even change and disappear
love of your youth
wasnt even love
just convenience
experiences are what they are
impermanent
subject to change through perspective
the pain of living
the joy of existing
or vice versa
most times i have no words
this game of torture
and fun
hurtful when attached
and feelings start to grow
onwards time goes
and you wonder what's left to come
if you never really change
just your perception develops
new eyes means seeing
what's always been there
nothing new under the sun
sadness pervades
tears rise and fall
and you throw your thoughts away
because thinking leads to more thoughts
heavy
watch it wash away
the old vision
the dreams and the hopes
of yesterday
you no longer crave them
you don't know what you love
you hope you will understand it all
in retrospect
but it never makes sense
not the present
not the past
not the future
in mediation you sit
wonder and wander
only to find that all that exists is
what is
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