i will continue screaming at the sky until it can match the rage coursing through my veins.
i only feel love from my older friends. only they know how to handle the deep sadness that comes along with me.
someone asked me today if i had ever been in love. i shook my head no because what we had can’t fit under one four letter word.
i’ve finally figured out what makes my life meaningful. it’s the color of leaves right before they fall, the quiet bliss after a friend leaves, the cool rain falling on my skin as i dance, the warmth of the sun wrapping around my body, and the feeling when a plane just takes off and you feel weightless. these are the things that i live for between grief and love and acceptance.
my heart mourns you for weeks. my brain takes care of my body while my hearts barely beats on.
i have nothing to say anymore.
from the moment i met you, i knew that you would change my life. to explain the love and the pain and the grief we’ve gone through would take years.