Good Byes, Our Tiny Beginning Sunset

When we said good bye, my heart immediately declared war on my mind. Why? Because her not being there didn't make sense. But here's the thing, oddly enough, that seemingly paradoxical experience is consistent. Consistent throughout our lives, appearing every time we grow. Our darkest moments feel like endings, perhaps because we're hanging on to what was the ideas that felt like home. The truth is it hurts, because change hurts. But that doesn't mean i've lost more than i've gained. It doesn't mean yesterday's memorys won't impact the minutes that make up to morrow. Your heart does toi let them fight it out for a few our desire for