One of those moments where you missed someone so much, always wanted to be with them and when you already there you realise that you are better in distance.
It is not something they said, but something they did without even realising it. How do you begin to tell them.
Again one of those mutual feelings where you go back to a place that is half full of memories. By that I mean that the other person is alive, the other person passed away. Half memories because they were created by the both of you but now you are left alone and you can no longer share them with that person.
How easy I thought it would be, every single thing is a constant reminder of what should have been, of what should be.
No gap for pain to escape, just a straight line that shoots straight to your heart. The mind and the heart are like two friends that have nothing in common but still liking each other, listen to each other, disagree with each other but still think that they have a solid friendship.
Ubearable is the name I give this feeling, everything is just better in distance. There would be no memories to fill ma head, there would be no issues to be dealing with. Sometimes walking away is not being a coward, it is bravery.
Walking away from bad things to walking towards great things. Pain is now a memory of what's gone, happiness is a memory of what was. So which one does one pay attention to, bear in mind it is not easy to walk away from pain as it is easy when happiness is snatched away.
Better in distance is being away from a lot, you can smile, nothing is attached, so it's easy and better in distance.
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