Beautiful Mess

A Story by Reese

I remember the words you said, "You always give up on yourself. But,..."

I remember the words you said, "You always give up on yourself. But, I want you to never give up on yourself, for me, okay?" And then you'd smile your warmest to me.

But remembering it today, I would pour my hearts contents until nothing would be left. The things you said, the days you made me genuinely smile and laugh, would only be a memory that could turn to dust with the wave of time.

Short in words, short in time, and all I could do, is move with everything that happens in around the long days of reality.