What are these but mere words on a page. But words that create in your mind a vivid picture of what I mean to say. And what I mean is, the world is yours. Each breath breathed, each sound you have heard and sight you have seen, you get to keep.
So shall I share a memory with you? Not one that I had but one I wish to create. Free falling at an unimaginable height, never hitting the ground because these words I have I hope to keep you afloat.
But what shall you do next? Each action unprepared for, but interested to see what transpires onward. But tis the mystery of it all. You laugh and smile, and in result I do just the same. The future looks towards the past for understanding, and even in there conversation they are still hopeless to now.
So with out hesitation, I ask, can I make you smile just this once? For it matters, as it always does. And everything happens for a reason, and smiling has purposes of its own. For if I inspire you at all, and this you claim to be, may your smile of course, do just the same for me ;)
