Hmmmm.....

Boxes piled to the ceiling; bare spaces on the wall where pictures used to hang. Realizing that every moment I ever spent in this place was leading up to this moment. It makes me realize how precious every moment spent here with people i love really is. Time is like dust slipping through my fingers. The tighter i try to hold it, the more gets away. Just enjoy it while you can; soon it will be gone. Every time you're with someone, think, what would i tell this person if it's the last time i'll ever talk to them face to face? "Goodbye?" "Thank you?" "I love you?" Choose the way you spend your time with care and love, realizing that eternity lies ahead of you, without forgetting that each moment is in itself unique.