Closure

Today was good! An outing with the suckers was exactly what I needed. :D

On an unrelated note, in a way I still struggle to find closure. As focused as I may be, it is only human for me to remember scraps of the past.

So in this post, I would like to be sad about it for a while.

Perhaps, I was foolish and impulsive. Unthinking, or rather thinking carelessly. But being foolish and impulsive and all of those things is also part of being sixteen.

I read this somewhere once before, and I think it consolidates well how I feel.

❝Maybe your first love is the one that sticks with you because it’s the only person who will ever receive all of you. After that you learn better. But, most of all, no matter what, a piece of you forever remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved – a piece no further person could ever get, no matter what. That piece holds innocence, the belief that love really can last forever. It holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you’ll never forget, and that night under the stars you can never get back. It holds youth and everything you thought love would be, everything that was proven wrong.❞

It is unfortunate this was the way things had to turn out. But I don't doubt that I will cherish every bit of my growing up years, even the unhappy parts.

In the midst of the constant change in my life, one thing has remained unchanged: Sadness is still so much more beautiful when expressed in words than happiness.

And on that note, perhaps I can finally be done being sad about this.

:)