Thoughts #7
the realization hit me in the car but not that hard. maybe a couple of times when i saw a glimpse of the sunset between the clouds or a few times before the traffic light turned green. I try not to think of the bitter things and trying to focus on the good memories i can carry around like a handbag when i'm away. i dont know what scares me the most to be honest, the thought of being further away or the realization of being away hitting me at the wrong time. maybe at night when everything's quiet except for my mind or when i've already settled in and this homesickness suddenly decided to stop by. but what i'm definitely most scared of is the feeling of missing someone. at this rate it isn't just one person honestly i can't even count with my fingers. but i will try to focus on the good things and constantly remind myself that every day that passes by is a day closer to when i'll get to see them again
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spilling my heart out
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