Sometimes It's Better

Sunday - 04.18.21 - 9:38PM

Every sad thing comes with a bit of light - try to notice what happens to be shining through the cracks - what spills through the gap underneath the door - what it is that lets the shadows play. Sometimes bittersweet moments are better than ones of pure joy. There is something so specific and fleeting - the feeling that you are caught in a memory being made. You want to reach out and hold onto the moment forever - press it between the pages of a journal to preserve until the end of time itself. The seconds tick away and there is something so heartbreaking about the knowledge that all things end, but something so beautiful when you don’t want them to.

I think of quiet sunsets with loved ones in a small backyard. I think of crisp, summer evening air. I think of my youth, and my friends, all of us dressed in tank tops and shorts, skin glistening with sweat as the sky darkens and the sound of laughter pierces through the hush of a residential street. I think of outdoor patios and crowded bars. I think of love overflowing in a soft and simple way.

This is why so many of us are so afraid of growing up. Having known this love and beauty, a part of me fears that I will never know it again. But life is so long and full of surprises. I must remember to be grateful for the moments I will cherish along the way.