Mars :
I agree with Dostoevsky. You don’t really move on, your days just continue around their absence. You miss them some days, some days they don’t even cross your mind, and some days they are everywhere in everything. Some days, you try to brush it off. Sometimes, the absence is in the moments you spend with someone who is still there, but not in the way they used to be. And sometimes, the person themselves simply isn’t there anymore. It’s strange, isn’t it, how our minds work and how we process emotions, how we can be okay and not okay at the same time, yet somehow, life keeps going, most of the time, without them.
2026-08-30 09:48:16