No one tells you when the last time will be.
The last time they'll call your name from another room.
The last time you'll ignore their phone call because you think you'll call back later.
The last time you'll hear them laugh.
The last you'll have a car ride.
The last time you'll discuss about your future.
The last time you'll hug them without realizing you're holding a memory.
Life doesn't announce endings(this has to be the most annoying thing ever).
It just disguises them as ordinary days and I guess that's what makes them not so ordinary....
I think we spend so much time believing there will always be another chance.(Mind you, it doesn't always happen that way)
Another visit, another conversation, another car ride, another "I love you."
Until Nothing.....
Now I just find myself wishing I had paid more attention to the ordinary. Because, in the end, the ordinary moments become the moments we miss the most.
And maybe that's why I've started saying "I love you" more often.
Why I stay a little longer before saying goodbye.
Why I try not to leave important words unsaid.
It's not because I'm afraid of losing people.
But because I've learned that someday, without any warning, one ordinary day will quietly become the last of you'll have of someone.
And we never get to choose which one will be the last...
So, hold every moment very dear to your heart.
Because life is sooo fickle
Sending you lots of love🥀🤍