Sarah Ockler
Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and
when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up.
I was, but then I realized that I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist anymore. People change. The things we like and dislike change. And we can wish they couldn't all day long but that never works.
Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.
Would 'sorry' have made any difference? Does it ever? It's just a word. One word against a thousand actions.
In your entire life, you can probably count your true friends on one hand. Maybe even on one finger. Those are the friends you need to cherish, and I wouldn't trade one of them for a hundred of the other kind. I'd rather be completely alone than with a bunch of people who aren't real. People who are just passing time.
Nothing ever really goes away--it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.