Thread by @kaalakawwa234

Grief is such a strange thing. You think you’re doing okay, maybe you’re getting better, and then it hits you out of nowhere and you’re spiralling downwards again. It’s a constant cycle of breaking, then picking up your broken pieces, joining them together by yourself because -

- no one else will fix your broken heart for you. No one has the remedy for the pain your incomplete dreams or your now unattainable wishes cause. The place in your heart, mind and soul reserved for them is still reserved for them, but they’re not there. You can’t see them; you -

- long for a mere conversation, for a glimpse of their smile that you love so much, for a look at their face, for anything. You just want them back and there’s nothing you can do to change the fact that they’re not here for you to talk to, to look at, to touch. Life without them-

- feels bleak and dreary. You just want them back. Every time you see something that reminds you of them, sometimes you smile but sometimes it causes you inexplicable pain because memories hurt. They hurt because you won’t be able to make any new ones and you know it. You just -

- want them back. You don’t want to wait a lifetime to meet them.Sometimes you feel like a child, impatient and petulant, wanting to throw a tantrum,but you can’t. Who can you blame? You just want them back. Grief sometimes feels unescapable. Because that constant reminder -

- that the cloud over your mind, the subconscious restlessness, the anxiety and the nagging thoughts all just allude to one thing: you just want them back. But life is not a movie you see, it’s not a drama, it’s not a book. That one person won’t come back and life goes on -

- and the world rotates and people move on. But you’re still stuck at square one. And you realise there’s nothing you can do apart from just want them back.