I dreamt of Heaven (Rants Collection)

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are you telling me that even though your heart feels heavy, and when you come back home, all you want to do is cry, you're okay?

are you telling me that when you look at the pictures in your phone, when you check all the messages you've sent to each other back and forth, when you see the nickname you saved their contact with, you're okay?

Are you telling me that when you plan a trip with your friends, send a message in the group to confirm, and see everyone responding but them, you're okay?

are you telling me that when you read an amazing book, the one that you know they've read too, and want to discuss the plot but you just cannot, you're okay?

Are you telling me that when you listen to a song on the radio in the taxi ride home, the same cab you used to once share with them, now filled with strangers, and no one to sing along with, you're okay?

Are you telling me that when you miss them so terribly but you know nothing can ever make it better again, in that moment, you're okay?

So tell me, what do you mean when you tell me 'you're okay'?