River of times.
Life is simple and complicated at the same time, sometimes it plays disgusting jokes on us while other times it brings forth in us the brightest smiles that we never believed to be ours.
Life is a box full of surprises and it could be said that life is the personification of irony since it requires someone to despise you for you to understand what love is, it requires having tasted the pain and the tragic loss of someone to truly understand the worth of the people who walk beside you.
It requires understanding that life ain't made only of roses and laughter, that from one second to another everything that made your world whole is now but a scar disguised in your memories.
It requires a little bit of magic, it's so little that it's almost invisible but still priceless. Because it's these small steps and decisions that change our course to the most breathtaking paths that we will walk through eternally.
That great magic that's invisible at times and so vivid that makes your heart tremble, is called courage.
The furthest travels were always born in the form of thought, they were nothing more than an illusion, the illusion of a possibility.
'I wish it would be more than just an illusion' are the thoughts that wander through our minds in this instant, but for them to turn into reality only can be decided by yourself.
An eternity sometimes disguises itself as an instant while other times it almost doesn't reveal itself since it disappears like smoke that vanishes in the blink of an eye.
Most people get lost between their own thoughts and doubts, between their dreams and what they understand as reality.
Sometimes we even lose ourselves, like we are nothing more than a fire consuming itself, that has no one else to grant her life to keep shining bright and has no other destiny left but to be snuffed out, leaving a subtle burned smell in the breeze that travels through the winds of time, what will be for an eternity in the river of times.
We're more than less alike to that subtle but beautiful fire, that flaming, living and delicate flame that even though it may be bewitching, it may also leave scars for life.
Life's a path that travels through the voids and the skies.
It's not until you discover your own wings that you learn to soar through the clouds to meet your own light. ~