People come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts. No matter the length of their stay we all grow and learn and change with these experiences and are never again the same naive little person we once were. Some people stay longer, their habits and their opinions begin to mesh with our own and we live side by side peacefully in a sort of equilibrium. It's in these people that we find, when they decide it is time to leave, we find and lose ourselves and have to work to pull everything back together. It's these people we find ourselves thinking about at the most inopportune moments, these people that we crave the care and attention of when things are difficult, when we need help. Their guiding hand, once carefully placed on your back protecting and sheltering you from the heart of the storm, no longer present. The void left is unprotected, it's empty and worst of all, it's vulnerable.
And when you feel as though you'll be okay all by yourself, you've carefully put the pieces back together and everything works again, your mind wanders back to them still. But instead this time of hurt, good memories shine through. Laughter and love and smiles replace the hurt that clouded everything. It's in these moment that we find who we really are.
Standing on your own two feet, smiling and ready to take on the world by yourself until someone new decides to offer you a hand. A hand you are strong enough to accept or decline.
- xx, K.
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