So what can you do.
to make them remember you.
as a good person.
not the one they talk about.
mistakes stay.
and erasing them is such a hard step to take. Proving you care about each and everyone of them, when they forget. Perhaps all those door closed for a reason. perhaps I just need to find time. not rewind it. just find time, to learn. from everything. and stay strong. But to let it also go, learn to let it all out. learn to cry. for real...
I once thought about every person that I've ever met, and what trace i left on them.
I once realized that I could have done better with each one of them. to leave more good on their heart.
They all say that there are good and bad people. but not to me. they all deserve love, and respect. everyone. and if i were to pass on a message, pass on a thought it would be just that.
There is too much hate in the world. selfishness. too much preoccupation. distractions...from the simple act of being yourself. and if i were to tell each person, something. it would be to make sure that you leave a honest trace of yourself, of the good inside you, on everyone you meet. life sometimes, does not seem to be about that at all. true say. but in the end, people remember someone for who they are. for who they become. for the moments, and the memories.
let it all be good.
peut être juste ketaine. ou sonnant trop irréel. ridicule...mais vrai.
pour être honnête, les gens seront toujours des gens, avec les mêmes sentiments.
on peut tomber en amour avec un étranger. on peut changer une vie aussi, sans le savoir.
et bien c'est sa. ce que je veux vraiment.
changer des vies pour le meilleur.
ok, peut être juste avec des mots. une chanson. un dessin. un livre. un objet. une photo. un sourire...
mais au moins, avec quelque chose.
