sometimes we have to lose someone
important just to realize, what we have.
death is a strange thing. an unknown concept that isn't talked about a lot, but through shifty gazes, teary eyes, and crushing guilt.
sometimes there are absent memories, that peel tan walls, and leave a person decaying in someone's absquatulate shadow.
sometimes there's nothing.
it's confusing, because for a time you see people on the streets, looking lost. their eyes glossed over. but really their just stuck in a saudade loop over and over again, which could be forever.
there's always this agony, when someone dies.
the kind of agony that makes you want to punch a hole into the mirror, or grip onto the sink until your fingers go numb.
because any other kind of pain is
easier than the type in your thoughts.
