Nothings feels the same and you know it was never supposed to. Hold my aching heart against the sun and search for the shadows that fall behind it. Watch sadness leave me once and for all. For all. For all. For all. I do everything for all the moments I hang onto and every memory I sew inside my brain. What changed? Was it worth it? What’s the ugly truth? All your friends moved away. All your peers moved on. All your creative thoughts died with the rest of them. And one day you wake up, changed. Your bones stop hurting from those growing pains and you carry on. I slice my palm open as a pact to myself. I promise her that she’s worthy of more than the good and the bad that was once hers to hold. There’s more life to be carried through. Beauty is laced within it- and that’s the fucking truth. -AMT ©️