Ephemeral

We love to fight, we fight for love. We are born from pain, living with joy, sadness, and everything in between. ​We die cause the time runs out, no warning or sign. Just the silence, darkness with absence left behind. ​Maybe that's why we seek immortality. We think of all the places we will miss, food we would not taste, people we never got to meet. We cling too tightly, trying to get on all the rides like kids in the park. ​We sometimes like to forget we breathe oxygen on a timer. No matter how many things we tick off our list, when death comes knocking, when we see her shadow, we lament that we never got to live. We never did so many things, cause we will never truly be prepared.