delicious ambiguity

day seven

"She was as sad as October, as regretful as November and as hopeful as December"

We are always in a rush. We forget a lot of things during a day. We forgot to look up in the sky and see it’s beauty, to drink a cup of coffee and to calm down, to do the small things that once mattered the most to us. Sometimes, we forget to love. We forget to love the ones that always loved us. We forget to be happy about the little things. People want us to recognize things we don’t ; the way they look at us, the way they smile, the way they hold your hand, the way everything is perfect for a moment and we forget to do this. We need to stop for a moment and remember all the things that once made us happy. Oh, those perfect things.