My dear Jasmin

My dear Jasmin,

I know that if i had not met you, I would not be the person I am today.

I have told you this various of times, but when I stop and think of how I am capable of smiling, I always remember the sweet words you have told me once. You took me away from the reality that I had feared and filled me with the memorable joys that lay within the memories of our childhood. Even when we don’t say a word to each other, we never have the need the question why we aren’t together. You’ve seen my best smiles, my most embarrassing moment, and the fakes of smiles. Now the hands of the clock are ticking, and  my time with you is passing. I do not fear that the bond with you will fade, but will remain the same, but when i think about the distance I already miss you.


A question yet to be answered.

‘Do you ever stop and think how is it that time moves? Like yes, we are living in what we call “the present”, but what is it exactly? How does it move, and how do we move along with it? We spend on a daily basis doing the same exact thing every day. Wake up, move, eat, digest, bathroom, sleep. And by every passing second, minute, hour, we have completely lost it to the past. HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN? How do we move into the future while living our entire life in the present. 


What is important?

I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. When someone has the ability to just sit and talk, with you for hours. You can talk about love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the ticking clock that is our lives coming to a steady and slow stop. Bounded by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.