Life is such a fragile thing.
Each moment is sacred
and pain only intensifies pleasure.
Questions can blind you from their answers
living is the only true purpose of life.
Love is such a fickle thing.
Even when it is not returned
love still gives us hope.
Never regret what could have been
for all that was has made you who you are.
Light is such a fleeting thing.
Each dawn implies a night to come
but remember that the light will return.
Darkness breeds pain and confusion
but in light we better understand our scars.