Young Forever

“I will never forget the moment your heart stopped and mine kept beating.”

“Grief is punching me in the chest, stomach, and throat”

“It’s only when you lose someone that you’ll realise how strong you can be. You’ll learn how to cry so silently you wonder if it qualifies as crying at all. You’ll realise that you can survive on two hours of sleep every night for a week. You’ll stand there, back straight, talking to people, and pretending that they don’t see how your body is trembling from the weight on your shoulders. We learn to call it strength, and we aspire to attain it. But we forget that strength is thrust upon you; we forget exactly how difficult it is to grasp; and we forget just how easy it is to lose yourself to it.”

It doesn’t matter how long it’s been, you always wanna see them again.

You know that feeling you get when you’re at a party with your friends and one of them couldn’t make it? Imagine that to continue every fucking day, that’s grief.

If you could see them one more time for just one hour, what day would you pick? Where would you meet? What would you say?

When people act awkward around you because of your loss, just remember one day they will experience grief too. Only until then they’ll understand. Don’t care too much about them. Care about you.

When someone says ‘they’re in a better place’ and you’re like shut the fuck up.

Life is short, art is infinite.

Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it’s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open. But my hand has been clenched into a fist for…years now; it’s frozen shut.