It’s one of those days. Those kind of days where you are surrounded by a lot of people, but feel as if you’re the loneliness person on earth. Where no one understands the way you feel, the way you think, the way you are or why you wish to scream it out!
It’s one of those days where you do stupid things. Where your head is not following, and in the end you will most probably end up regretting what you just did. One of those days where all you really want is for someone to hold you tight and close, whisper sweet little lies in your ear for you to believe that things will work out. That there will be a day tomorrow, that there comes sun after rain… that it needs to be dark before it can be bright and light again… Regardless of whether you know if it’s all just words or you believe in them, truth is that by having someone to pull you up, when you are down in that emotionally valley, that is all you really want. Some encouragement, not pity. A little bit of comfort, a little bit of safety when the storm is too hard for yourself to stand alone, a hand to hold on to…
Now, I know. One should never, ever take anyone or anything for granted. But would it not be amazing to know that there is always someone dear to you, that is able to take that role upon him or her self? Without any doubt in mind, that person will be your hero, or your hand to hold on to. In fact, that person does not really have to understand, or even try to understand. Just be there. I suppose sometimes the best conversations we have are silent. Mute. No words, but a lot of other forms of communication is taking part. I truly enjoy that. Just a long hug, that can make me feel a thousand times better than anyone trying to understand what I think or feel, asking a lot of questions while trying to do so.
It’s just one of those days… I really hope that tomorrow will be another day. Peace.