Everyone keeps secrets.
Thoughts unspoken, things they will never have the courage to voice out.
The big things, menial things and the un-important.
The heartbreak no one talks about.
The lover you miss but don’t see anymore.
The dead relative you still mourn because death isn’t a part of life.
The obsessions everyone hides but secretly loves.
The sadness and unfilled voids in their lives that they downplay.
It’s beautiful. It makes your life.
To hold, to love and to mourn.
Cherish it to pieces and then collect the ashes of what is left.
You’ll never have this again.
Love to every single one of you.
Happy New Year <3