MissDerpDark

What if ten years from now, I run into you in a cafe? My heart races and my palms sweat, I am overwhelmed by everything I wanted to say to you, the worlds never make it to my tongue. Your hair is longer than you've ever worn in before and you're vegan now. But you still drink your coffee in gulps of three and you still bite your lip when you're deep in thought or even when taking a picture and your eyes still narrow down to slits when you smile. What if ten years from now, I run into you in a cafe? I tell you that I have a drawer full of postcards I wrote to you from every place I went to, and that I've saved tickets from all our trip, and that everyday for the last 10 years, I've been sighing over my morning brew because the coffee never makes me feel as heady as the taste of your cappuccino stained lips from that last breakfast before we said goodbye. What if ten years from now, I run into you in a cafe? You say that you still dream of me s

But remember this, sweet girl. Hurting heals, too . Ugh. Those times. Where everything falls apart. And what we expected abruptly gives way to the completely unexpected. Everything changes. We question who we are, what we want, and everything we ever really knew someone. or how something like this could happen. It feels like we are standing alone in a world that has stopped. And yet all around us, things keep moving. We feel that kind of pain there are no words for. The kind that makes you feel everything and nothing at the exact same time. We have those crazy thoughts that maybe, maybe, nothing will ever be alright again. But it will. And listen up, sweet girl. I know you're walking through some real stuff. I know you think this is the worst thing that could ever happen to you. But trust me, there is even a purpose for this. There is. This process you're going through is going to change you completely. And when you come out of it, you're going to