Why do the things you want always come to you after the want? Why does searchin' for your keys because you want to go somewhere take forever but when you want a nice quiet night in they are right in front of your eyes. I am not talkin' about physical objects alone. Why does love and acceptance comes when you least expect it?
I have 9 days left of school. The guy I wanted to hook up with as a sophomore now wants to revolve his world around me. The friends who said they were going to be forever have suddenly disappeared.
When is the moment right or when is it too late? When should we move slow and when should we speed by? At what moment should we take a step back and reevaluate and at which moment should we just dive in.
Ultimately I feel like time shouldn't be our constraint. If we as people let time bind us then we will not live. Let every moment be precise let the hands not pass you by. If you feel it's too late let it go, if its not dive in!
SO DO NOT EVER LET A MOMENT BE TOO LATE!
