I want to help someone. I want to reach that girl who wakes up one day and feels like its not worth it anymore.
Its all about the girl who is having a horrible day and she sees your words and for five minutes there’s hope. Like someone cares. Its like for five minutes the world is not such a crazy place anymore.
She is a daughter, maybe a sister. Somebodies friend. I don’t know her and maybe I never will. Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren’t you anymore. If you were suddenly gone. How would the world react. Whatever you imagined is wrong. There’s nothing romantic about death. Grief is like the ocean, deep, dark and bigger than all of us and pain is like a thief in the night. Quite persistent and unfair. Diminished by time, fate and love. I didn’t know her, but I am jealous of her. Because I see how her absence has affected the people who did know her. I know that she mattered and I know that she was loved.
I ♥ you! oxox