It takes a common enemy for humanity to blossom, and it takes dark times to remind us that the only way to survive is by sticking together.
I believe that for many, 2019 was a personal year, a year that allowed us to explore ourselves in the best way possible.
I could barely go a second of the day without thinking about you, about us – I didn’t know better.
Love flashes you in every smile, every kiss, and every night full of stars.
I wonder if he sometimes feels stuck in the past like I do. I wonder if he starts to count the days from when we last spoke. I wonder if he fills those days with memories of us so he can feed his loneliness—is he alone?
This is me understanding that just because things have to end doesn’t make them any less meaningful.
Wanderlust boy, always wondering about what’s next while still keeping his feet on the ground, full of fears but never allowing them to control him. The warmth in his smile, his touch, was as genuine as his outstanding mind.
We should never feel guilty for being human.
I will no longer agonize on what could have been, but instead I will comfort the idea of what could be if I just give myself a chance. Today, I am letting go.
So maybe someday our story will continue.