The World Is Ending...
The world is ending... Image courtesy- Pixabay I make mistakes, and I'm not always happy. So sometimes, I close my eyes, to render myself an opportunity to experience a joyous moment once in a while; to reminisce past experiences that have been strung through my heart, and manifest what I want my future to look like one day. The world is ending now, though, and with this knowledge, I want to say sorry to my past self and to everyone I've disregarded. Because a connection isn't deep unless it's meant to be, and there are ways I have shown that I don't care. Knowing when I'll die frightens me, because no matter how normalized this concept of mortality and the "circle of life" is, I know one day I'll be gone, and no one will remember me. I know that one day, I will lose myself in a dark void, and I'll no longer know those I love. It frightens me that the years that have been lost and used to build these relationships will all just disappear in th