For the first time, I realized that missing is like this. It is a persistent pain mixed with irregular collapse. The pain makes you want to tear yourself into pieces, but occasionally two candies are given to hang on your life to prevent you from dying. It can't be stopped, it can't be avoided, it's so pervasive, it has no choice but to endure it.
When I realized that missing is like this, I understood that love will not fade away with time. It will be carved into my bones, melted into my blood, and filled in every crevice of my life along with missing.
Intention: May all the unwilling separations in the world have a return date