95 days after my birth,
I knew who is my mom.
90 days after my first syllable,
I knew what words are.
30 minutes after my loved one left me,
I knew what tears are.
25 feet off from the ground over the cliff,
I knew what it is to be alive.
20 days after my dear one's death,
I knew that life must go on.
3 weeks after my friend left me,
I knew what it is to be alone.
every fraction of time,
no matter how you divide,
teaches you something.
experience is the only constant,
to get through this life.