Let time pass.
Reality can be scary. But it is also beautiful.
“Every day waking up feels a little like when you walk into a room and forget why you went there in the first place. I’m halfway here.”
The day goes by in a blur sometimes.
“We were together. I forget the rest.”
So, we play at being feminist icons and tell everyone who will listen that a man is surplus to requirements. Saying it’s your choice let’s you get away with being dishonest.
We can’t let it be the elephant in the room. Because it will still sit there, taking up space, whether or not we ignore it.
There are literally billions of people living on this planet, so why is it so difficult to find one person to put up with us?
I’d like to think that this will pass. That someday I’ll wake up and want to chase those butterflies you offer; the kind that love is too sparing with.
The next three days will be the worst of your life so far.