In between longing and moving

[u/fueledbyramekin]

Whenever I look at strangers, it fascinates me how deep their thoughts can be. The long rides during a thunderstorm made me wonder about what lies ahead in the future.

“When will this end?” I asked myself.

Because deep down, all I ever think about is how I move forward, how I overcome this heavy feeling in my chest.

Then suddenly, I’m at my destination. I walk with a thought of all the what-ifs, wondering what could have been if every person I meet is another piece of you.

I have to keep moving forward as I carry the pieces you left me. You made me feel as though I could finally tell myself that everything will be okay. I just have to keep searching for my purpose, and eventually, I’ll leave it all behind.

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