and I know there won’t be anything soft at the bottom to catch me when I get there…
It’s a funny thing, death, how it impacts you, the people around you, your mentality, the mentality of others. Its saddening. It unites people. It reminds us all of why we need to thankful everyday and cherish every moment like its our last. Doesn’t matter how far apart you’ve grown, or the lack of their presence, or lack of communication, the knowing, that you can never get that back again is what kills us. The knowing we never got to say what we wanted, that we never got to say goodbye, that everything that has happened is permanent. Theres no fixing it now. All thats left is to be satisfied with how things ended. To be happy. To be at peace with life and everyone around. Because frankly, it could be the last day, the last hour, the last minute, that you could have with this person. Cherish it. Love it. Live it. Because it could be gone in a heartbeat. Make amends. Make apologies. Make love. Make life. Make it all count.
- Expectations: Using the person next to you as a pillow.
- Reality: Using the pillow next to you as a person.