The Second Chance We Never Had

It still hurts sometimes. I catch myself thinking about it at night while I'm healing and growing. I feel like I have no one to share it with; that one person I could confide in is gone. The long nights are filled with silence as I process through my trauma. With each new discovery or milestone, I'm met with a blank screen and a missing piece of my heart. I find myself wondering, "What if we could try again. But the reality is, you were gone long before we said goodbye. There were sides of me you never saw and now you never will. People always say time heals, just give it some time. However, I watch the clock go round and round, yet nothing seems to change. It seems so silly; how much time did it take for you to leave me? I miss you so much. You were my world, and now I'm lost. How much longer until time finds me?

If I could offer you one piece of advice to hold in your heart, it would be to appreciate every second you have with the things that you love--be they places, objects, or people. Because there is a last time for everything, and you don't always get to know that it's the last time when you're in it. There will be a last time you see a sunrise, a last time you taste your favorite food, and a last time you see someone you love and a last time you hear a loved one's voice. Sometimes we don't know we are in those moments until that moment is gone, and it's too late to go back and relive it. So hold onto those moments while you have them, live inside them, appreciate them to their fullest every time so you'll never regret taking them for granted one day when they're gone.

REST IN PEACE TO THOSE WHO PASSED AWAY❤️‍🩹🕊️