“For some reason, a long time ago, you and I sat down and said that on this day, we would set everything aside and try to find some meaning in the chaos of the world around us. So in spite of the people who will fight around you, the family members who’ll argue, the one’s who’ll tell you it’s all a waste of time and money, on your own or with someone else, you go out there and you find a moment. One serene, beautiful moment when the world and everything in it makes sense. It’s rare. And it doesn’t get handed to you on a platter. Which is why you’ve got an entire day to look for it.”—I Wrote This For You: The Hidden Meanings (via iwtfy-)
It’s not unbearable or overwhelming and then it hits me but it’s not out of nowhere. Throughout the day I know it’s there, it’s building and building but I don’t let myself feel. All day it’s eating at me, it’s there but I don’t acknowledge it. When night comes, I finally feel it but I don’t know what exactly it is I feel. I’ve lost people before, I’ve missed people before, I’ve had to say goodbye but this is completely different except that it’s not. I miss you, I really really miss you but it’s more than that.