It was like… we all got thrown into this world randomly across the surface.
We were supposed to be together.
He got thrown way over there. She was dropped just right here.
We grow. We move. We meet. And we loss.
I think about how hard it is to find my glasses without my glasses on.
I think about how hard it is to find my glasses without my glasses on in this whole world.
How many things I hit and how many things hit me along the way.
It’s a daunting task.
The idea makes people want to give up.
But for some miraculous reasons, people do end up finding their glasses.
People do end up finding each other.
From that point on, they never look back.
Cherish the moment after a long journey.
But somehow forgot how we got there. How hard it was before we got there.
So after a while, people start to walk again.
Away from that point. Towards any other directions.
Busy looking for whatever new.
When they realize, they look back again.
Just this time, what was there, isn’t there anymore.
And we are all, lost again.