Temporary.

3:32 am
It never does anyone good to ponder this late at night. But yet, here I am. Surprise, surprise?

Don't really know why too, but I felt like I needed to empty a part of me out before I could sleep tonight. The idea of Temporary.

Nothing in this world stays constant, nothing in this world will remain permanent with no change: it's something that I have accepted. Some people and things more than others, will stick around a little longer - and when they stick around long enough we give them a name and allow them to stay.

Family, Bffs, Lovers, Scars, Memories.
They all have a name, they all get to stay.

All of us has that someone whose temporary to them, just like we are all someone else's temporary.
It's a never ending search for that feeling that gives you "Forever" even when you know nothing is forever. We search for it in the things we seek to do, in the friends we hope make, in the people we try to love, in the strangers we meet each day.

But you see, what we all seek isn't something you can hold in your hand tightly and never let go. What we seek needs to be cultivated, earned, gained and then Lost only for it all to be repeated again. Truth be told, a part of me thinks we live for the temporary: for whatever fleeting thing it is we desire with all our hearts and mind and souls. It keeps us going, that never attainable goal.

Yet it's tiring to be temporary.
To be someone else's temporary is to leave a scar on them when you no longer can stay, or for them to leave a scar on you when they decide it is time to go. Temporary is draining really: emotionally, physically, spiritually. The hardest part is when you have to force someone to recognise that you might only be a temporary in the thing that they seek from you.

I've been a temporary for so long.
Then again, we've all been.

And we, will always be that way.
Life with death, Reunions and Partings. Paths that come together only to be separated. I'm a sucker for Fate - believe that it exists with all my heart, and so everything can be changed if your fate wishes it to. But the one thing I know fate can't decide is that: Us Humans, we were made to be temporary.

And honestly, how sad is that?