you know why it hurts so much? because the dreamies always felt like childhood friends we grew up with, the ones we did everything with. and now it feels like we woke up and realize we aren’t kids anymore. one by one, we’re going to live our own separate lives.
“thank you so, so much. for making me the happiest person for the past ten years. for helping me turn my quiet dream of becoming a singer into something bigger. for helping me actually achieve that dream.”
everytime someone grieves, the first thing i wish for them is a space wide enough to let that grief sit by their side. may you have a long conversation with it, long enough to remind you that the heart you use to love is the same heart that is trained to keep you alive.