To the Girl, to the Future
A day after tomorrow
We’ll all be gone
Our happiness and our sorrow
At the graveyeard, all will be spifflicated
Sometimes this thought is chilling
Yet some things are best accepted
Just the way life has been existing
All ends on our deathbed.
This is one sole reason
We should not waste one more moment
Say, rather, seize not one but all the season
Remain unfazed by the diurnal nothingness
But be in love, ever be in the present
Love and be loved every single second
Be this consciousness ever be awakened.