exhale

Do you ever just sit, and listen, to the sounds around you? Ever notice, how different it's become? Different places, different faces, different lives. I’ve adapted, but that doesn’t mean, I still don’t miss the days gone by. I’ve moved on, but it doesn’t mean, I still don’t miss you. If you're still the same person, why does it feel like you’re not? Or am I the one who’s changed? Can we ever go back, or is it too late for that?

I look at the sun set, not quite as beautiful here, but still compelling enough to take me back. I remember all the fun, the excitement and the adventures. Did life improve over time, or did my expectations, of what I want out of it just change? What’s happy?
The rain knocks against my window and I remember all the stress, the sadness, the bad times. Did life get harder overtime, or did the lessons to be learnt, just change?
What’s sad?
My smiles wouldn’t be the same, without my tears. My joys wouldn’t be the same, without my pains. These words have all been said before, these feelings all been felt before; despite the differences in beliefs, views, principles and situations.

One thing I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older, is that all the problems have been solved, or have faded away; all the bad times, when I think about it now, weren't as bad, as they'd seemed to be at the time; and all the good times, when remembered seem even better. Knowing all this, gives me hope for the future. I know that even though the ups and downs are far from over, I’m strong enough to handle them both… strong in faith, strong in mind, strong in spirit. Strong because of you; the people I’ve met, loved and lost along the way. My voice at times never said the words “thank you”, but my heart always did.