On how to get over?
There are days, and then there are days.
Nowadays there are days when I forget about it, and days when it’s all I can think about; there are days when that grief drives me forward and days when that grief just exhausts me. Life is like waves. Up & Down. Idk man no one ever teaches you how to get over the death & loss of friends. There are endless blogs and websites to cure the heartbroken, but none to help with the former. You never really learn from the pain; you continue to give pieces of yourself to anyone who gives you the time of day, except they take those pieces with them when they leave. They'll think of you when the sky is cotton candy blue like it was during that night and whenever they smell lemons or listen to adelle. They'll hear a stranger's laugh and compare it to yours; every person hiding behind a mask will look like you or walk like you, and nothing will ever be the same. You'll look for them in the corners of stairways and watch the t.v. shows and movies they used to watch. You'll hover over the send button on whatsapp wishing to send things you wish you had said; you'll watch their old photos and ache for what could have been. Not even getting wet in the rain will wash them away. There are days... and then there are days.
Healing isn’t linear.