Sad girl walking. I roam through it and forget as much as I can until it claws its way back into a memory. All the sad things. Avoid the feeling then remember how finality and love intersect. Time will guide you whether you’re looking for direction or not. If you dig your heels in the ground it’ll break your ankles. Sadness and caring and all the bad things that happened to you bury themselves in quiet places- bloom loudly when they’re ready to rebuild. It’s a new version of itself. Some people call grief the aftermath. Some call it the worst part of life. Some call it antagonizing. Some call it heavy. Find a home in it somehow. Get to know the sadness without rushing to understand it. Let it lye with you because that was once love. AMT ©️