stop me

we all get crushed, torn and bruised… we all get our hearts ripped out of our bodies and trampled until it hurts too much to be able to feel anything again… our hands go numb, our lips keep on shaking and the world seems such a dark place to be… all we want is to go and hide far away, but after that we realize that we’re all alone with our thoughts and that this is the real thing that kills us inside…

but the sun still appears in the sky, the days are still full of work and the food has the same taste as it did before… so it’s not over… yes, life is not over because he/she left…

so we get up… not crawling anymore… we keep our heads up and the warmth of the whole world caresses and takes us into her arms…