they say everything comes to an end. however, i am either unaware of this, or am incredibly naive. lately, there have been many ends that come so abruptly with no care to warn me. to reach an end can be terrifying, but with these brick walls, or fallen tears, there has been a crack or smile waiting on the newly paved paths. yes there are ends, but its where we look for beginnings that really matter. it isn’t always about what is forgotten, but more importantly what is remembered.
