The moon’s blurry guise.
The memories yet to be made,
The stories yet to be told,
The people yet to be met,
The hands you have yet to hold.
The colours that haven’t been discovered,
The comfort in a lover’s arms.
I know this doesn’t seem like much to think about,
But rather than think it, feel it.
Feel the breeze, whipping at your skin,
Feel the pain of heartbreak
Feel the mending,
Stay alive because you can.
Stay alive because there’s so much left to see.
Stay alive because you’re here, with me.
I made a list of things to stay alive for...
I know that it won’t do much.
But it’s a list of things to stay alive for,
And staying alive is just enough.
A List of Things to Stay Alive For By authorofdreams