why do you do it every single day?
because i never get tired of the way a new day fills me with hope, because this could be the day, oh please, because i’m always seeking out the change in others i’m trying to see in myself.
for the people who love me so much it humbles me, makes me work to deserve it.
the days that get longer, to meet strangers (talk and talk until they aren’t, not anymore), to remember, to keep every moment close (to revisit it at the end, and hope it paints a picture of my life so beautiful, so blindingly perfect, that when it’s time to go on to whatever meets us all when we die, the good will overcome the bad).
to try and find better ways to say i love you.