the simple things

all i want is
love that is real
laughs that are loud
honesty always
hugs that are constant
improvised fun
and space to dance


i desire the simple things...

existen canciones y olores que logran revivir momentos y recordar personas que aunque ya no esten siempre seran parte de nosotros....

truth

theres something about the truth thats bittersweet.
not truth thats spoken.
words are so easily thrown around and superfluous.
but truth that is screamed through actions,
unintentionally observed and felt.
but although  the truth can mostly be painful,
its always relieving to know the facts
accompanied by a bittersweet clarity of things....

i'm sorry, but it's too hard watching you do this to yourself, and maybe what i said was wrong but still it comes from the rightest place in my heart.

over and over again....

Change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy. Matter. 
It's always changing, morphing, merging, growing, dying. It's the way people try not to change that's unnatural. 
The way we cling to what things were instead of letting things be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. 
The way we insist on believing despite every scientific indication that anything in this lifetime is permanent. 
Change is constant. How we experience change that's up to us. It can feel like death or it can feel like a second chance at life.
If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment we can have another chance at life. 
Like at any moment, we can be born all over again,

-meredith grey