I am not against moving on
but I am scared by the manner in which
people move away…
I am not all about songs of the past perfect
but I am wary of the scarcity of cherish-able moments
and the necessity to keep them in a jar nearby…
I do not feel that certain dates
are more important than the others
but they can be a reason to pick up the phone…
I do not judge people for having an ego
I have one myself and so does everyone
but it should not inspire a surgeon-like detachment..
I guess what I am saying is
that life might not be a bed of roses,
but we need to remember the fragrance of the occasional bunch.