I'm getting old.

All these fleeting moments.

They're all I have.

Here for a sec then gone.

I'm getting tired.

Tired of watching them come and go with judgment.

Trying to change them.

Trying to fix them.

Hoping they'll be different.

It's restoration time.

Time to restore love.

So I can enjoy being tired.

Thoroughly used up.

Tired from loving.

So I can appreciate being old.

Old enough to know when to restore love.

Soul restoration.

Because it could all go tomorrow.

Whether I like it or not.

I don't know.

Sometimes life breaks me down.

Tries to crush my spirit.

So I take a stand.

A stand to build something beautiful.

To reconstruct myself.

To rebuild relationships.

To restore love.