Why do you wanna live?

There’s this nice burger spot I like to visit every now and then, they give fries and sauce that I can’t seem to resist. Another couple tea spots that I love, far from my place but I like to travel which costs more than the tea itself but I forget all that as soon as I take the first sip. I sometimes read nice books which makes me appreciate the beauty of literature and how it shapes up this world by continuously sharing knowledge. I stumble upon a new song or an older nostalgic song and I keep listening to them until I don’t like them anymore. I find a new movie sometimes that make me laugh my ass off or make my face drip with my tears. I go to my hometown when I almost forget about it and walk through the old streets where I grew up, I don’t see my old neighbours anymore except a few but I remember every little detail and fun we had. I like it when I gift my parents something with my own hard earned money, it makes me realise how hard they worked to afford for me and my brother’s life. I keep wondering about this universe and our place in it, how 14 billion years have passed and this is the moment that we all are living which will never come back. There is something magical about it. Something magical about things that don’t happen again. I don’t know why I want to live, I have stopped asking that question a long time back when I was suicidal and survived and wondered if life would ever get better. My life is not perfect at all, I’m yet to experience love from someone other than myself. I wanna travel the world, meet people, learn languages and cultures, see snow, fly on an aeroplane, learn guitar, go to my favourite concert and do a lot of things. I just know that I don’t wanna die at this moment.