new color.
new room.
new perspective.
new friends.
new journeys.
new knowledge.
new change.
a lot of things happened this summer.
a lot of old, but a lot of new.
new is good.
at least... most new is good.
but i don't like leaving the old either.
i wish there were ways to combine the two. the new and the old.
life would feel so much better that way.
but things change.
people leave.
and in turn, new hearts arrive. and they meet you.
by that, however... every day the old slip by.
you forget.
well, screw that.
i'm cherishing the old.
and embracing the new.
i've been told i have one of the greatest memories.
superstitions won't stop me from using it.
"you were, for me / everything i always dreamt of in life."
with love and light,
eve morgan
a lot of things happened this summer.
a lot of old, but a lot of new.
new is good.
at least... most new is good.
but i don't like leaving the old either.
i wish there were ways to combine the two. the new and the old.
life would feel so much better that way.
but things change.
people leave.
and in turn, new hearts arrive. and they meet you.
by that, however... every day the old slip by.
you forget.
well, screw that.
i'm cherishing the old.
and embracing the new.
i've been told i have one of the greatest memories.
superstitions won't stop me from using it.
"you were, for me / everything i always dreamt of in life."
with love and light,
eve morgan
well you know what they say...
ReplyDelete"make new friends, but keep the old. one is silver and the other's gold."
with <3,
the human suitcase