Flash of a second

How can you show audacity to love someone when you've not healed completely? But you do. With all that abandon, you just give away your emotions, your sense of self, and then you wake up like for a dream and then suddenly it's amnesia. It's strange how life can treat us, over dido songs and some songs you rather not remember, broken promises and fantasy tales that you believed wouldn't come true. They never do. Love is just simply building castles in the sand. It's something like that, or maybe bitter. How strange really, a feeling like that could be bitter and wonderful at the same time. It's true, but you grow up, one fine day, you stop caring of the mess you've made, you just walk on, the thin red line, then you trip over, hurt yourself. Hell, you admit, that you've made mistakes, that's why you become the person you are today. Because of all that. Then later on, you'll realised you've moved on. The hurt will subside. The feelings will get washed away, and will remain like memories lying before you like the sea shells scattered on the sea. And as we sit staring at the sun, they'll flash by and we'll shed a tear of what a life we've lived.