And as I try stopping the passing of time
Like grasping at sand
Slipping through my fingers
I fail to recognize the pile
Being built beneath my hands
Full of tiny fragments of life
That I forgot to live
We strive to earn more money and build our career every day.
At the same time, we often forget about something important in life.
We often do not have time to call our loved ones. We postpone simple but pleasant things such as meeting with friends, walking around the park with a loved one, reading an interesting book ...
But what will remain after us ...?
If you are reading these lines now, then think about your favorite person and call him/her, offer to meet or come to visit him/her.