my random one thoughts

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Hiraeth:
A deep, nostalgic, and often melancholic longing for something, like a home, a person, a time, that you can't return to, or that maybe never even existed. It's homesickness, but layered with grief, yearning, and the ache of what's been lost or was never fully yours.

Somehow someday finding this word by accident reminded of you, and once again I caught myself wondering what could have been of us if I had put my pride aside for a single day.

Maybe it was supposed to happen to make me realize things about me that I didn't know. Maybe it was the universes way of showing me a flaw but they chose you out all people.

Somehow someday I looked at the word again and it made even more sense than it did before, because now I know deep in soul that feeling, the words cutting more than a knife.

The deep unmistakable feeling of sorrow for what we lost, and grief for what we could have been.

Somehow someday the word made its way to me again, showing me that sometimes things happen before their time, and they'll find you again when the time is right.

Maybe it's the way of the universe to appologize to me for taking you away, or it's the way it has to show me that no matter how much I look into it the word will not change, and that accepting is better than running after something that was never fully mine.