Wherever we go, we see groups.
Similar people engaging with one another.
Laughter, silence, noise. All in one place.
Under a tree seems the most peaceful place to be.
The music is reflecting my thoughts.
I’m watching others lives carry on, while I’m stuck in one place.
Time doesn’t stop. For anyone.
Just like how an experience stays with the experienced person.
Forever. Haunting them.
Forgetting the past and moving on are the hardest things in life.
But when achieved is the best feeling.