#missing somebody

3am is the best time to be missing someone.

Because you know somewhere in the world someone is missing someone just as hard as you are.

And you feel a little bit less alone.

Humans are ruled and controlled by ego.

Whether we like it or not.

But the stillness and deafening silence of 3am is just enough to make us forget about our ego for just a second.

It's the perfect time to be present in our sadness.

In our longing for the people who are no longer in our life.

That fleeting feeling of wishing someone was still here.

Wishing you could text them and tell them how much you love them and how much you want to risk everything for them.

Leave everything behind.

Sacrifice everything just to hear them tell you they love you.

Just one more time.

But we suppress it.

Because society has taught us to stand firm in our boundaries.

To not give in and seem weak.

And when 10am rolls around and we are thrust back into the harsh reality of the cold state of our lives,

We convince ourselves we made the right decision by not reaching out.

And then the cycle continues.

And we are forever in a loop of missing people and then covering up that feeling with our inflated egos and pride.

Even though secretly we all love that 3am feeling.

And we would give anything just to be able to feel vulnerable for a second with no consequences or fear of judgment.

But we must continue on.

We must live our lives.

And not succumb to the pressure and intensity of our feelings.

Because at the end of the day,

We know nothing is going to change.

And we know that we are better off just ignoring it.

Because at least that way we can pretend like we never felt that way.

And when 10am rolls around we can feel confident in our egos.

And accept that that’s just the reality of our situation.