Dash

image by Ibai

If it's not even real to you,
how can it be real to someone else?

To save myself from the dreadful, awkward silence,
I've spoken hollow, empty words that meant nothing.

Acting impulsively, I've seen the far-reaching effects of an untimely word, a premature action or an over-riped feeling.
How can something so right, become something so wrong?

Seize the day, seize the night.
There's a time for everything,
a time to laugh, a time to cry,
you know how it goes...
It's now or never,
yet sometimes a period of waiting and stillness is required.

Life is one big paradox, don't you think?
but the power lies therein.