Moments

We all have defining moments in our lives. Moments which make all the hard work and dedication pay off. Moments that made the blood, sweat and tears worthwhile, moments we as students, athletes, writers, husbands, wives, parents, anybody.. will never forget.
We feel extraordinary and successful. We feel like the world is on our feet and for just one moment we have the very own feeling of accomplishment. The feeling some strive years or decades just to have those 3 seconds of euphoria. 3 seconds where nothing else matters. 3 seconds who may determent the rest of your life from then on.

Some have the capability to rise above themselves and despite pressure, failure or statistics they seem to be able to lead. To show other people that whatever you want, whatever you dream of, it’s possible. They show that if you are willing to work hard enough, to really give 100%,  that you can do anything. To not give up hope, and to keep going forward every single day. To become more than yourself, to do more than you’ve ever imagined.

We all have the capability to rise above ourselves,
Dreams come true every single day, lives are changed every single day, people become happy every day.

We all have defining moments in our lives,
why not you? 

Time

Time has this unique ability of changing things.
Things we used to love or hate,
people once close to us driven off to a distance unknown or driven off the complete picture.
People we used to trust and share secrets with, now seen as strangers by our eyes.
People who've captured our first impression and made it into something beautiful have been exposed by time and shown who they really are.

We also change by time.
Some grow stronger, some grow weaker.
Some get lost and some find their way.
But the main thing is, we all change.
We all get torn down and build ourselves up.
The only difference is how long it takes,
and how long it will last.

The old and dusty definition

Love,

A word which’s definition used to be so clear to me.
Love used to mean to say the most beautiful things to each other without saying just one word of a lie, to know every little detail in a blink of an eye.

It used to mean to be interested in that one person and trying to find out everything there is to know about him or her,  to keep their heart and vow that it will forever remain unbroken.

All of this was love to me.

But now I have no clue what it means.
Is it changing yourself just to make that one person happy?
is it rambling on about yourself, just to prove  how good you are?

I don’t know. But I know one thing.
The feeling you’re supposed to get, when being in love, just rises above everything else and makes that what’s good even better.

Love is unchangeable and unforgettable, it is kind but in the same way cruel.
It can make you cry and smile at the same time, and makes your heart beat like if you where to run a marathon in less time than a commercial break.

Love doesn’t hurt when it hits you. Love makes sure that there is someone there to catch you when you fall for it.
Love makes happiness possible if there’s someone to love you back.

Not just someone.

The one. 

Biggest desire

Bound by indifferences I've loved but briefly,
In a pointless attempt of finding what's been desired the most.
A mixture of tears and smiles where effectivly wasted during this inconvenient proces wich carried along a large dosis of blame and guilt, where I tend to suffocate under from time to time.
It has not been my wish nor my goal to have such a spiraling thread entangled with this course of life.
I can only look back and learn from what I firmly believed was right, and attempt to adjust this believe to more accurate conditions while, regretfully bound by indifferences, still attemt to find whats been desired the most.

Hero of war

I will write my name
in black and gold
When this song is done
I will forget everything
and be a hero
When this war is won
I will hide the truth
lock it up abroad
never will they know
the way that we fought
I will wave this flag
As white as snow
and bury the one
shed with blood
Never will they know
the way that we fought