i could loose those and put it there

Today i take pause, and remember the great times and other times not so great not with remorse or with pity, just remembering. I find it funny how people progress as people, how they age and how it all breaks down to that one point, racing towards the finish line as it were.

I met today an incredible old lady, fairly racist as most are stuck in themselves and 2 months behind everything else. She talked to me as i sat and watched the sunset exclaiming to another passer-by how she loves to watch the sunset, and how the things like this, the beautiful things, she said were free and that no-one takes the time to enjoy those simple things any more. Which is true and sad.

I imagine her to have been a longing lover as a young lady, letting out a soft sigh at the sunrise or sitting in parks watching butterflys. Loving sun and life, when she could escape that is. Escape. Or mabey the reason she still looks at that old sun with loving eyes is with the yerning for the things she never did, how she worked in buildings for her youth, providing money for her family, how she wished to still be able to roll in the grass with her young lover, oh the things shes missed.