I know already

I already know what it will be like. I will look back and miss the most simple moments. I will work so hard just so I can have those moments back. When time was on my side, I maybe didn’t look close enough, intently enough at what was in my hand. I know later on, further in the future (where I often live..) I’d be willing to give up anything for those simple moments. Some day, to see those familiar faces, to relive those mundane moments, I would do anything.

I know already, but I can’t stop running. I actually think it might be the only right thing to do for me right now. But I know what awaits. What awaits is the irony of this life. The irony. When the day comes, and it will, I won’t act too surprised, but I won’t be able to protect myself from melancholy.

It will be ok because here, I said it. I know what is coming already. I know it and I will accept it when it comes.