Ceaseless. adjective.

They say the only thing permanent is change, that everything is but temporary–fleeting as life can be. But everytime i look at a rainbow, see its colors–how its never changed, or how the sun always rises and falls, and how the waves never stopped come rushing back to the shore, I’m not so sure anymore about the validity of how temporary things could only be.

Now we would get older, wiser, and our hair might get whiter. But everytime i feel the warmth of your smile and see the sparkle in your eyes, I feel something familiar, something you’ve already made me feel before. And then I’m reassured that some things never change. ❤


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