This is what keeps me coming back.

It’s the aching heart that cries out, the feeling of immense loss. An emptiness where there was once a mountain. The unspoken pain of a love lost. Of something that once was, but is no more.

Forever fleeting, always just beyond our grasp. A hopeless pursuit, but one we’ve shouldered the burden of. Nothing will ever be the same, for even when it is, it isn’t. Everything is always a “once in a lifetime” moment. One would be wise to recognize this.

One day will be the last day that you cry those tears. When a memory of a loss transforms from what was, to what is. You will still cry, and for how fortunate we are to, but it will not be for the reasons of today. Tears of sorrow and tears of gratitude both come from the same eyes.

Aim to say “I love you”, and “Goodbye” with the same steady heart, for it is all one.

Goodbye,

I love you.