Too often do we ignore how valuable life is. We waste time on petty arguments, materialistic nonsense, and goals with no meaning and end. And at the end all we are left with is nothing. Born naked into this world we leave taking with us but just our memories. Money, clothes, cars, homes; everything will disintegrate when it comes to death. We will leave our marks instead in the hearts of those who love us. Life becomes only meaningful, worthy, when our absence (as sadistic and depressing as it may sound) leaves a hole in the hearts of others. Life becomes meaningful when you know that there is someone out who will shed tears without your presence.
Tears and life are priceless. Fame and fortune are mere distractions, illusions to what life’s true meaning is.
Thousands may adore you, may idolise you but they can never simply love you. In all your flaws, mistakes and ignorance they will never love the small things you do. The only ones that matter are those who rule over our hearts, those who inspire us everyday to be better, who believe in us more than we could ever possibly believe; those are the ones who make life worth living. They are the ones who bring us ever lasting happiness; as much happiness they bring is as much sadness as their absence leaves. Let us never forget.
Through life and its hardship the foundations that keep us alive, together are the ones who love us.
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