What a waste it is, to make yourself a prisoner
of moments, to live here and still
there, to wish for an eternity, to cry and
dream of going back to that place in time. And i know,
you never asked to get older, to
change, to be here,
but you are here.
How futile it is to live half written stories, to breath in and
only allow your lungs to fill up to the middle, to let
the unfinished love letters wither, because
it is not what it used to be
But,
Your heart is still beating, and
Your legs are still working,
Aren’t they?
You are not a half-formed thing, alienated from
all that you once knew.
You are here. You are present. You are still human.
So please go ahead with it,
with the world, and your life.
You survived this far, and you are still here, so
do tell me, what could happen if you decided
to live some more, to love some more?
Noor Beliën is an emerging writer living in Belgium. She is a seventeen-year-old high school student who spends most of her time reading and writing. After graduating high school, she aspires to study English literature at Ghent university. Aside from devouring books, she enjoys spending time in nature and baking. You can find her on instagram @writtenbynoorr