Where are you in the midst of all the storms we brave?
The worst thing you could do for the person you lost is to stop living your life, stop growing.
It’s time to take your love back from those who hurt you; from those who never understood how to protect someone who cared as deeply as you did. It’s time to take those pieces, the shards of heart and hope, from the hands of those who do not deserve to hold them any longer.
But that’s okay. Because truth is there’s no certainty in anything at all. Truth is we’re always going to be a little bit lost. Truth is no one has it all figured out.
I know that it will seem like they have changed, like they have laid to rest everything your heart opposed. After all, they were your best friend. They loved life into you, art into you. They knotted memories to your collarbones, kissed light into your sadness. They were everything to you. They were your future, your safety.
Make him laugh, it is the most beautiful sight. Grab his hands in the street and dance with him. Make him breakfast in bed. Kiss him in front of all of your friends. Wear your love happily, let it shine through your eyes, let everyone know that he is one who enlivened you. Be proud of him, be thankful for what he inspired within you.
With a kind gesture and a simple smile, a person’s day or life can change without the giver even knowing about it, and that is just one of the little moments that contain goodness.
This moment changes your beliefs, yours thoughts, notion, and opinion. It changes both everything and nothing. Incapable of doing anything to fix it, you let it go.
Your pain is your masterpiece. Your sorrow made you write your story, your darkness evoked your colorful painting, your tears composed the most beautiful melody and your trials wrote the script of your movie.
But who can understand that when the person who’s been holding on for so long falls apart, they don’t fall slowly, they don’t fall in pieces, instead; they crash down rapidly in one piece paralyzing every little part of them.