Living

When I was younger I thought we had eternity to live and make mistakes, fall in love, and do it all over again. I never really realized how little time we had; one day time will stop for me, for us. All the petty arguments with my sisters, going out with my friends, and the little moments, will be gone and forgotten about. The Sun sets and rises like a ticking time bomb, the more days you live the closer you are to your last breaths. Eventually the bomb goes off and you no longer get to see the sunset.