maybe in a few years it won't matter anymore.
maybe you'll finally be able to walk under the rain and not think of his warmth.
maybe you'll find yourself staring up at the ceiling and nothing sad comes to mind, you're content.
maybe one day you won't search anymore for a familiar place and learn that your present moment actually seems quite lovely to be in.
maybe no one crosses your mind when you're reading a love story, even though the plot sounds so familiar to a life you once had.
maybe you won't go seeking behind the curtains to see if it's his car that's coming up the driveway.
because you're going to lose and you're going to continue loving eitherway.
nobody can take that from you.
not even yourself.
it's what it means to be human, to be alive and breathing.
mistakes are supposed to be made, grief is supposed to be felt, anger is comfortable, happiness is okay.
nothing always have to seem right but that doesn't mean you won't be alright.
- i lost something really important today and i have to be alright with the thought that it's gone forever
YOU ARE READING
for me,
Poetryfor the very life God has brought upon me, for the happiness, the grief, the resentment and the anger in me, for being human; for being love.
