It made me so unbearably sad. I wanted to scream, to cry, to run until it went away. But...I knew that this would never disappear. What is lost cannot be regained. The past shall never be the present again. Time keeps moving on. We hear these phrases being said callously all the time but until I lost it I never knew this feeling could be so heartrendingly sad. I can't breathe. There's a tightness in my chest like I'm being suffocated in this mess of emotions. Can't run. Can't hide. Nowhere to go.
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Face forward. Look Up. Never turn back. But is that really true? Should we cover our ears and eyes away from the situation? If we never face it aren't we just running away? Shoving it into a corner hidden deep inside? What good will it do? What will it ever achieve? Perhaps...we're all just hoping that one day we''ll be able to move on no longer plagued by the past. To look into ourselves and find what we hold is unforgettably precious.
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To be treasured. To be beloved. To look for a love like none other.