Life is too short
to find the matching sock.
Too short to wait in the queue.
Too short to scroll every feed,
to watch every movie,
to go to every game.

Life is too short
to miss her when she’s gone.
Too short to work for a fancy car,
to clean a big house,
to worry about the future.

Too short to hold grudges.
Too short to say “yes” when you mean “no.”
Too short to stay silent
when your heart wants to speak.

But—

Life is long enough
to look at the stars.
Long enough to love, at least once.
Long enough to tell your mother you love her,
to forgive yourself,
and to forgive others too.

Life is long enough
to share a good meal,
to laugh until your ribs ache,
to dance barefoot in the kitchen,
to sit in silence with a friend.

Long enough to hold a hand
and know it matters.
Long enough to be a good person.

It’s not long enough for everything—
but it’s long enough for what matters.

And that’s enough.