The worst part about distance is the unknown. I mean, you get into a relationship or whatever and you have fun while it lasts until you’re dragged away from one another. Maybe by fate, or just life choices; but it happens. And you can occupy yourself in the day, but come darkness; when the only light is that of the solitude moon - all you can do is think. Think, think, overthink. Why are things the way they are? Will they ever be the same? Do they miss me in the way that I miss them? Nothing makes sense anymore. The places you go and the sights you see are scarred by the absence of the one you love, and you find yourself looking out the window at 3am and even the blanket of night reminds you of them. The pitch black colouring reminds you of the empty hole in your chest, where your heart used to be which you’re not sure is there anymore. You search and search for this beating organ but all you find are dead flowers that have been ripped from the roots. Do they think about me? Do they ever think of coming home? Will they still love me in the morning? Nothing is everything and everything is nothing. Days become dull and you find that missing them is just a part of a usual routine, and you’re not sure how you’ll be able to carry on. So you cry yourself to sleep and wish to hear their voice and see their face, but when you do; you cry more. Because that’s just a reminder that they’re not with you anymore. You can no longer feel their touch, or their eyes search deep within your soul. You wrap yourself in blankets and duvets to feel the warmth that your body craves. And no matter how close you are to this person, or how often you talk; there’s always that little thought in the back of your mind that they may someday give up on you. That you may drift into different worlds of late nights and caffeine overload. Your eyes get heavy and your breathing gets shorter and sleep is the only answer. But you never understand why. Why you feel these things, or anything really.
And I guess that’s the worst part about distance - the feeling and the not knowing why.
Bitch, dont you “previously on…” me. I have been watching this show for 5 hours. I know what happened.
*takes a break from doing nothing* ah i really deserved this
That’s totally me.