The autumn leaves

"Once upon a time there was a tavern,

Where we used to raise a glass or two.

Remember how we laughed away the hours,

and dreamed of all the great things we would do."

Without even realizing it, these day to day memories were nothing but the bricks of the new place we later called "home". The "home" we've all been dreaming of. The "home" we built ourselves. The "home" we were proud to show to everyone and invite new people into our "family" to live with us in it. They did like our "home", they actually liked it so much to the point that they wanted a permanent stay in it, and, pretty soon, the lucky ones of us where "the guests" and our "home" wasn't "ours" anymore.

Just tonight I stood before the tavern.

Nothing seemed the way it used to be.

In the glass I saw a strange reflection.

Was that lonely man really me?

What could I say, the best days of my life? For sure. They were too short? Oh yes definitely.
Creation is extremely enjoyable. Creating with your friends is the most enjoyable thing ever. Creating a common thing while creating lifelong common friends, that's even more enjoyable. And don't get me started with "creating memories with your real friends". That's just priceless. That alone is worth the while.

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle.

Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié...

Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle,

Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi.

Whether we left in glory or in shame. Whether we left in peace or in pieces, all of this doesn't matter. We knew this day would come. We knew it wasn't gonna last.

We were just too swept into the idea of "our home",

to the point that we forgot it was actually nothing but a hotel room... Checkout at 11:10.

Try looking at tomorrow, not yesterday
and all the things you left behind.
All those tender words, you did not say,

the gentle touch you couldn't find.

In these days of nameless faces,

there is no one truth but only pieces.
My life is all I have to give.

DARE to live, until the very last.

DARE to live, forget about the past.

DARE to live, giving something of yourself to others.
Even when it seems there's nothing more left to give