The Empty Spaces

Dear Journal,

Do you ever think about the regrets of things that you should’ve done? Do you think about the love that would’ve been? How about the loss that might have been avoided? How does someone refill the gaping hole left by the infant child they lost moments after birth? How does someone mend a a heart broken by a love that never happened outside their thoughts? Why is romantic love so important yet taken for granted so much? How does a sibling deal with losing their sibling? I have heard time puts the bandaid to stop the bleeding, but never fixs the broken bones or take the pain away.

Does it mean every single random person is broken? Or does the existence of holes and loose stitches make finding the right things and people in life worth it? Does this make life more of a worthwhile journey. What do you do with a broken heart and a troubled mind? What do you to fill those empty spaces?

I get scared sometimes, of losing people I truly love. I get scared that I let life pass me by. I get scared that I don’t take enough time to stop and take a good look at it. I try to find happiness in almost everything I do. But the world is spinning, fast. I hope I can help people in the best way possible everyday, one at a time.

Good night Journal.