Discussion (Random alert, you have been warned.)

Have "you" died yet?

People tend to try to hold onto the past, struggling with demons that died long ago. However everyone changes, there's no exception, for better or for worse, wanting or not. It's a fact, life's a never stopping river.
Without noticing we end forgetting about things that we promised to not, shedding away worn out walls that are not longer needed. Letting go of the darkness that were once our only companion.

I will tell you guys a short story; once upon a time there was someone that came across a place seeking cover from the rain, that place ended being a quite beautiful shelter. Captivated by the warmth of it, he lurked around and somewhere along the way, he ended being part it. However... It seems that the rain stopped. It was time to go, but the man noticed something. As much as he formed part of it, it also became a part of him, unwilling to let go, he overstayed his time.

That man died a year ago. I've come to bury him properly, and to pay my last respects.

Bye NU, it has been a good ride.

 

See you again In a couple weeks/months.

 

May not be a week, nor a month, but this shelter will remain for as long as there are those in need of it. You will always be welcome to return.

 

i have died ,
let me tell you a story, on a certain day, in a certain week(day before yesterday), i had an exam, i died during that exam , i will always be part of it now(till my second chance in august)

 

Bye bye

 

"There's no rain, that won't stop."
-Shigure

 

Bye bye nuff will still be here when you need it. Remember you can’t have rainbows without rain.

 

Everyday we die, and we live again in another day. When we truly die, we aren't dying, but resting. We are resting in peace, because dying is not peaceful at all, nor is living after the fact, we died to die again. Sigh

 

Byebye!

 

To pay your last respect tie yourself into a rocket and fly in a heavenly salute.

 

Bye bye. Still, maybe you'll come again someday...

 

We have up and down, changing from low to high. Reading and writing are only the hobbies we used to waste time. If you found something even better, it is only natural that you would let go of the inferior options.

You may leave the shelter, but you could always come back to reminisce about the time you had spent in it. Sure, the rain will stop, but it also wouldn't stop permanently. Someday you might find out that the clouds began to darken and the rain was slowly approaching.