hiraeth. //

sadness is not an excuse to fuck up, I tell myself.

and damn,

I so badly want to crawl into a hole and entertain the heavy, sinking weight of my heart

but there are so many things to do–so many in need of my saving

that I could only pause for a moment to catch my breath before going again.

and I so badly want to allow myself to be heartbroken

but the world keeps on running and time doesn't want to be stopped

so I don't have the luxury to stop and feel for a minute.

I'm too busy to be sad.