living in the end.

today i was reminded of all the things that
have come and gone in our worlds.

no matter how trite, no matter how important, no matter how loved.
the reality is that life moves, shapes, continues on at its own pace,
with no respect of our feelings, our lives or our wishes.

lives and love carry scars, and the tissue to match such.

there is nothing pure in this world like love.
and i am blessed to have love all around me.
my friends, my wife and everyone that touches both of us.