I’m done pretending like I don’t miss you, just because somewhere along the line, someone decided I wasn’t supposed to.
Ahhh, the charm of dead frozen children. You know, there were actually a LOT of dead kids in this show.
We have been on top of mountains and we have been pulled into undercurrents, sucked into riptides. We all have perspectives of the beautiful and magical parts of life, as well as the sides that are dark and not as kind.
I’m always terrified my baggage is what will take down the plane,
The only means I have to travel somewhere new.
I’m at a place where I can look back at our friendship and be grateful for the time that we did have together and all of the support you provided me during some of my most influential years.
If you ever leave me, I will remember the moment I fell in love with you. I will remember the way everything felt like slow motion and warp speed all at once.
Each traveler handles the “bon voyage” to their voyage differently, but at one point or another, those living with hopeless wanderlust will undoubtedly have one (or all) of these post-vacation thoughts.
Now my days with you come to a close, I want to tell you that I’m very pleased to have known you. With you, I have grown.
You’ll send me a happy birthday text and I won’t know whether to respond with a simple “thank you,” to talk about how much I miss you and want you back in my life, or to refuse to respond at all.
To be completely honest, I’m not ready yet. I’m not ready to pretend that seeing your name on my phone or in my inbox doesn’t make my heart flutter because you want to talk to me. That you want to see how I am.