"This. This is how you know.
You will spend minutes, hours, seemingly eons with downpours flowing from your eyes. You will eat your favorite chocolate and binge watch an entire show in one sitting, scavenging for the next distraction a minute after the credits. You will hear a word, a song, see a picture, smell a scent, and you will remember him. His voice, his laugh, the contents of his being scattered amongst everything you cross. And you will fall again. Except soon, you will find yourself blooming, slowly, roughly, with thorns, still beautiful. And you will begin to feel the wind enter your lungs and yourself consuming the world and you will be okay. You will be okay without him. You will learn that you never needed him. And you will be okay.
But one day, you will find him in the library, expectedly in his favorite aisle, the one you've passed subconsciously in the memory of him. He will look older, wiser, with the same rims around his smile. You will blink twice, hesitantly taking three steps forward, seeing him meet you halfway. And you will remember you did not need him. You never needed him. But there's a lightness in your heart in this moment. A feeling you haven't felt since seventeen.
No, you never needed him. But you don't want to live without him. And that's how you know."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Sweet Nothings
Historia Corta"For the stars were luminous and bright, but they had galaxies within them." A collection of sweet nothings where him and her are everything.
