Mourn what you've lost
The moments that you'll never see again,
you'll never feel again.
The once-in-a-lifetime experiences
when the realisation hits that they stay once in a lifetime.
Mourn the people you've lost,
the people you feel you are loosing
Mourn what you will never be able to do with them again.
Mourn the feeling of wind against your skin on this specific hill,
the specific way the sun was standing.
Mourn that birthday of the old aunt you thought was unbelievably boring then but now somehow miss so deep in your core that it feels crumbleling from the inside.
Mourn the pains you've felt and the ways you healed and the wish to glue the broken pieces together more smoothly, the chance to try once more that is gone.
Mourn what you've lost
The moments that you'll never see again,
you'll never feel again.
And then create new ones, feel them, experience them, inhale them, and be grateful for having something worth mourning and be grateful for every moment you create that is now, that forms who you are, that will be worth mourning then just like they are now.
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