To everyone.

Its a terrible day for me so here am I to tell you my concerns.

I was just thinking, how would our lives be in another ten, twenty years? Where would we be? What would we be doing? Would we still be writing? Would we still talk to each other? Would we even be alive?

In this small cyber space, we all became significant for each other but what all we know is that we share one dream, we share one desire, we share one love.

But will we still know each other? Will we still know that someone like you and I existed in our lives? This scares me, for everyone leaves so suddenly. I wish that one day, you will come back, that one day, we will be able to return to that times we enjoyed each other's presence. It might even be wishful thinking, because life is too short to wait.

What if we die without even knowing it? We will be leaving so many people behind. So many words unspoken and unheard, so many things unseen and undone; thus what's the point of leaving? What's the point of making bonds if we all are fated to leave in the end? Life is so cruel, life is so unfair. We seek for so much of satisfaction, but when we leave, finally, we won't be satisfied. We just die, just like that.

I wish if there was some mechanism to stop dying before we have completed what we've started and what we desired to do. But life is so cruel, there's nothing stopping us from dying when its time; there's no one who would leave without everything done. I might leave today, tomorrow, we would be only memories and shattered dreams in the end. We would only be tiny particles of dust dissolving in thin air; and to you my friends on this small cyber space, I would be nothing but a faded memory of existence, because we never knew who we were.

Thank you for everyone who stayed with me this long. My two dear friends who returned to their lives today, I wish you the best of all. And I wish that the memory of meeting and knowing me would stay with you and last long. And I'm sorry, but we never knew who we were.

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Kinsei #1 Sep 12, 2014 10:50:56

This was a really deep and real post. Thank you, Achini :)
I don't know anything about death, and I don't think anyone really does. But I think that the passage of time and entry into the future is not something to be feared or worried too much about. There's a poem I read that described how, even as we grow, we still keep a part of our old selves within us, like a layer that we've covered up but is still there none-the-less. I'm an Unnie to most people here, but I still see parts of my 18-year-old self and my 13-year-old self in my daily living just as much as I see my current, older self. And I think that's what's great about returning to old roots, like this site for instance. Even if we fade out and grow further into adulthood, we could always return here and see one of the places that helped us grow. ESPECIALLY since we are writers and readers -- our words and the people we were when we wrote them really get immortalized, and reading through is like blasting ourselves back to that fantastic past.

You're right -- in the end we're all just memories. But I like this one idea I heard: people only really die when their name is spoken for the last time. I think that with a site like this one, where our names (well, our usernames at least :P) are published and saved along with our work, it will take a really, really, reallllyyyyy long time for someone to stop remembering. Until then, it's on us to come back and remember everything we are and once were :)

Wishing you the best as well! ~~