When you miss someone its often because of a trigger.
Someone said or did something that reminded you of that one person,
and then you begin to reminisce.
You think of old times,
and you develop an ache in your chest that doesn’t seem to go away,
no matter how many times you beg and plead and try to get rid of it.
And as you miss that one person you think you are still in love with them
but maybe if you take a step back and think for a minute,
you may realize you’re really in love with the memory of them.
You’re in love with the time you danced together, hiked together, laughed, walked around book stores, talked with each other and made those inside jokes.
You’re in love with the memories.
And being in love with a memory of a person is the hardest thing you can do.
super awkward rant about memories and someone who I’m not even sure about. Picture isn’t mine. Words are. Memories are. Feelings are. #lovesucksbutitalsodoesnt