writtenbymercy

liam,
          	
          	i don’t even know where to start. i never imagined having to write this, and i’m struggling to make sense of it all. your music was there through so many moments in my life, whether i was a just 10 years old, to suddenly 20, you were present in moments when i felt lost, moments when i needed a little light to cling to. you were more than just the voice in my headphones repeated over and over. you - along with the boys - were a constant, a comfort that carried me through growing up, changing, and finding my way. now it feels like a part of me is gone too, and i don’t know how to put that pain into words. i know you weren’t perfect. i know there were mistakes, moments when you let people down, and i don’t want to ignore that. it’s important to acknowledge the hurt that was caused, and my heart goes out to those affected. but i also can’t help mourning the liam i knew through the music, the liam i saw rising to the top, then eventually fall, the one who opened up about his struggles in a way that made me feel less alone in mine. i think it’s possible to grieve for someone and still recognize their faults. i’m allowed to feel sad for what’s lost, even if it’s complicated. it’s human to hold two truths at the same time, and right now, all i know is that it hurts. it really does. • thank you, liam, for being a part of my story, for sharing your voice, and for being there even when you were struggling yourself. i wish you had found the peace that seemed so elusive, and i hope wherever you are now, it’s finally quiet.
          	
          	rest easy, liam. </3

writtenbymercy

liam,
          
          i don’t even know where to start. i never imagined having to write this, and i’m struggling to make sense of it all. your music was there through so many moments in my life, whether i was a just 10 years old, to suddenly 20, you were present in moments when i felt lost, moments when i needed a little light to cling to. you were more than just the voice in my headphones repeated over and over. you - along with the boys - were a constant, a comfort that carried me through growing up, changing, and finding my way. now it feels like a part of me is gone too, and i don’t know how to put that pain into words. i know you weren’t perfect. i know there were mistakes, moments when you let people down, and i don’t want to ignore that. it’s important to acknowledge the hurt that was caused, and my heart goes out to those affected. but i also can’t help mourning the liam i knew through the music, the liam i saw rising to the top, then eventually fall, the one who opened up about his struggles in a way that made me feel less alone in mine. i think it’s possible to grieve for someone and still recognize their faults. i’m allowed to feel sad for what’s lost, even if it’s complicated. it’s human to hold two truths at the same time, and right now, all i know is that it hurts. it really does. • thank you, liam, for being a part of my story, for sharing your voice, and for being there even when you were struggling yourself. i wish you had found the peace that seemed so elusive, and i hope wherever you are now, it’s finally quiet.
          
          rest easy, liam. </3

writtenbymercy

shades: 41. fejezete már olvasható.
          jó olvasást, és remélem elnyeri majd a tetszéseteket! x
          
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