I say, we live on, though I am wrong, this is what I say.In the past, present, future, we live on as if in one time.You can never stop the past from happening,and it has happened , and will continue to happen. This is the truth, I think I know, along withthe two other things I do know.I exist.I want to kiss you. And also this: each day, as we go,we will always be as young as we can be.
Derek Keck, The Kitchen Sinks of Yesterday Morning: The Urinal Cakes of Tomorrow
existentialism, love, meaning-of-life, past, present