I think everyone has a certain part of their life where they truly wish they could freeze time. Whether it was three years ago, today, or still to come. Whether it was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life where they wish everything would just stop, the world would stop turning and the people would stop changing. Because to them, at that time, everything was perfect.
Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you're alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong, and there isn't anyone who won't take 'I don't know' for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait. I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. Like nothing matters. Like you’re floating on air, yet immensely weighed down. As though you could talk for days, yet the words just won’t come out. You wish you could tell someone, anyone.But you look around at the crowd and come to the realization that there really is no one to turn to. The only reason I don't respond truthfully when someone asks me what's wrong is because I know that most of the time people don't care about my problems and they just want to know what's going on because it satisfies them to know everything that goes on with everyone. Everyone keeps telling me “everything happens for a reason.” But maybe sometimes, it doesn’t. Maybe sometimes, things just happen. And you’re left standing there trying to sort everything out because you had it under control, and then suddenly you don’t anymore. Sometimes the world just shifts under your feet for no apparent reason, and you’re left to pick up the wreckage. You don’t know where it came from, but there it is. Sometimes you don’t get the luxury of reason. It amazes me how easy it is for things to change, how easy it is to start off down the same road you always take and wind up somewhere new. It’s never occurred to me before; I’ve never been able to see it. And it makes me feel, weirdly, like maybe all of these different possibilities exist at the same time, like each moment we live has a thousand other moments layered underneath it that look different.
Sometimes things just happen to you, and you’ll never know why.
You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately you can’t be that precise and selective when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life.
Why do all good things come to an end? No, seriously, I have come to the conclusion that everything good in life, especially in mine, always comes to an end. Nothing lasts forever even if it may seem like it for a little while. But one day it would disappear right in front of your eyes and you would be so use to it being there with you, you wouldn't even realize it.
