I understand

That feeling of not going anywhere. The desperation of trying to move and feeling you're standing in the same place. That feeling of the world leaving me behind, without any choice of reaching it. I understand the meaning of someone. Someone who used to love, who opened his tender arms and protected every single part of my body with his mysterious hug.

I understand the frustration of getting up realizing the night dreams were about him, and you don't want to keep him in your mind. I understand you know you must not love him, but you still do and you are perfectly aware you'll love him for a long time.

But then it will pass. There' s hope. We human beings are fed with hope. Every day we nurture hope.

And there's people out there, just waiting for you to be okay.