Are you living everyday so that even if the end were to come you’d have to regrets?

Are you living everyday so that even if the end were to come you’d have to regrets?

I am pissed off at your insensitive inability to understand why I'm pissed off in the first place.

We are all farsighted, we give importance to those things that are far from us, while neglecting the things that are close to us... only to realize their value later when they are out-of-reach again.

Even if you fulfill your hearts desire, by sacrificing something important, you may not necessarily be happy. Happiness doesn’t come in one form, it determined by your own heart.

Right now I am working to polish the shards of my dreams.

It takes a lot of strength to hold onto and care for the things we love, so why is it that god seems to have made humans unable to conjure up that degree of power and love?