Beautiful Days

We are all lonely and

Maybe we will remain so

At another time.

But, maybe 

It's all about the moments

When we are not lonely

Where you don't remember your identity

Think twice to speak out,

Be conscious of your deeds

And every moment dissolves so elegantly

That you don't control

Not even a single thing.

Some mornings,

Sunsets,

Sunrises

and some 

People,

Conversations,

Feelings.

After all the beautiful days!