(losing a trinket important to me): itâs just plastic. Itâs just material. Someone else will find it and itâll brighten up their day. If i really want to i can replace it. Loss is natural in love. Life isnât fair and iâll tear up earth and sky if i knew i could find you again under the covers of my pillows. But like, itâs $16.67 to replace. Iâm okay.
you have to realize that you CAN keep everything perfect and safe, but youâll never get to fully enjoy them. Sweaters get stretched. Stuffed animals get worn. Earrings get lost. and love turns to grief. If i want to be happy, i have to know that sadness is the little brother who holds her hand.
Nvm. Trinket was found and iâm now keeping it locked up forever so i canât ever lose it again























