but then i realized that i was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. that the person i missed didnt exist anymore. the things we like and dislike change. we can wish they wouldnt all day long, but that never works.
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.