it just aches. it just feels so vulnerable. it just cannot stop beating.

by limmie

I’m in tears over two words. 

‘ Got me. ‘

It’s the bittersweet sadness of happiness. 

How do I picture myself 3 years from now when I cannot even picture my next 3 months.
That thought of leaving the friends, the guy, the family, the sister.

Then the thought of graduating and being a successful woman. And working with kids.
I probably might enjoy myself there.
But I probably might face this huge void in my heart.

Is this called crying for the right reason then?

 

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