Aug 02, 2016 12:51
So. You go from making it one step at a time to one day to the next to week after week. Sometimes some songs will trigger something, sometimes even your dreams will manifest his face into your mind. Sometimes it's the urge to reach out or maybe it's the persistent curiousity that compels you to think of him, but at least, you've convince yourself to refrain from reacting.
Everyday life goes on. Maybe after one month to the next, you'll take that shower and have that coffee without trying to repress your thoughts, and you'll go to bed without replaying certain thoughts and scenerios over and over again.
It's about that time to remind yourself of what is worthwhile in your life and of the love you actually have instead of holding onto some kind of fading memory. Eventually it'll become years after years and maybe you'll be in some happy place where looking back and regret isn't synonymous. I so look forward to that day.
Maybe this enormous change will be what I need to get myself there. Maybe looking ahead and seeing mountain ranges instead of flat lands is part of the equation. All I know is that if that is part of it, I won't ever let myself believe that it's the where that matters...it'll always be the who. For no matter where I go, the ones I love, I will always take with me. No matter how many days, weeks, or years go by...this once, time won't be a factor.