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I rememberI remember taking long walks in the park
My friends and I would spend the day bitching and laughing
When it started to rain, we'd head to someone's house
Those times will always be some of my fondest memories
I remember spending nights in the local bar
My friends and I would drink ourselves silly and forget our worries
Louise would always drink too much and we'd carry her home
Those times will be where I go when I reminisce
I remember loafing round the common room
My friends and I would listen to music and gossip about each other
It was a guilty pleasure because we should have been doing work
Those times are remembered with fondness
Then And NowThen, we would do the same thing every week.
Now, I do something different every day.
Then, university was something in the distance.
Now, it's very real.
Then, I was in denial.
Now, I accept it.
Then, all their worries were my worries too.
Now, I couldn't care less.
Then, I didn't appriciate what I had.
Now, I regret not making the most of it.
Then, people were always busy.
Now, people are always free.
101 Things To DoEveryone dies at some time
So make the most of your life while you've got it
Here is what I suggest you do before Death comes knocking
Write a best-selling book
Swim with whales, dolphins and sharks
Win an award, maybe an Oscar, maybe a Grammy
Catch a fish with your bare hands
Make a discovery and show it to the world
Throw a house party when your parents are out
And don't get caught
Be part of a threesome; any three will do
Realise your childhood dream
Be it flying to the moon or a Kenyan safari
See the New York skyline and learn an instrument
Leave your mark in graffiti
Extra points if it doesn't get rubbed off
Chase a tornado
Get a piece of art into an exhibition
Be it the next Mona Lisa or an unmade bed
Meet someone with your own name
And family doesn't count
Ride the world's biggest rollercoasters
Stage dive and crowd surf at a concert
Get into the Guinness Book of Records
Own a pointless collection
Read the Karma Sutra at least once
And put the theory into practice more than once
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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