Eventually, the moon goes down and it's the sun's turn to rise.
Recently, I’ve been given the choice to go into the military. And yeah, I’ve pondered it for a while. I didn’t think I’d actually want to, but whenever I look upon my own life (life goals and such) I really don’t know what I’m doing. I guess the real reason why I want to join the military? I guess to die for a better cause than just depression.
"You only need the light when it’s burnin’ low.
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow.
Only know your lover when you let her go."