The juggling of time. The moments whisking by. The red light blends to green. Time changes the scene. I'm off to see a new place, some new face. I hope not to forget the old. Time changes everything. I try to understand the value of keeping friends dear and near. It's easy to let life wash away without keeping one thing crystal clear.
Eventually we get tired of running. We all want something to hold onto, even if its intangible. To tell someone you love them, to learn about them. Their pet peeves, their secrets--it is a gift. A gift that is so invaluable to me.
When you and I share a secret story a link that bonds us in the most natural sense makes our meeting all the sweeter. When I hug you, when I laugh with you, when I watch you go through the motions that symbolize your person, I beam. You radiate the joy that God gave you.
Memory is all the sweeter when we recognize each moment we exist is not promised, or accidental, or a coincidence.
Jah gave you life, a pulse, two hands to explore (experience tangibility), two eyes that smile and absorb the world in the most unique sense, two two legs attached to feet to climb--to explore the world abounding with things to learn. I never want to give that up. And I never want to give you up. You are forever burned into my memory. I love that we met. Please just don't ever forget.
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