You hope and you pray. You stay up all night and beg for everything to just stay the way it is. You can punch a wall and you can remain in your bed all day and sleep away countless hours, trying to get rid of the thoughts you do not want. You can push away people and places and walk so far from everyone and just sit in the grass. Maybe you decide to lay on a brick wall that seperates the town from the sea and let the wind run its fingers through your hair. You do not have to stay awake longer than you want and there is no rush to stand up on your own again. The sky will fade consistently from blue to grey and dark and then back but every day it will change. The clouds will move and the sun will come and go. Snow may drift down and the rain may fall harder, but the earth will wash it all away. The grass beneath your feet will grow, and grow and grow. If you stay still long enough, the sun will burn your back and if you let the tears flow, you might begin to float in them, but only just a bit. If you can get yourself to sleep, your dreams may not be pleasant. There could be monsters and demons but somewhere along the way things will change. You will stand up and shake the dirt out of your clothes and take a step forward. Sometimes you might turn your head back and you will fall down countless times. It is impossible to say where you'll fall and how long you'll stay there, but there is always the possibility to get up and dance. The sun will shine, the rain will freeze you to the bone and the seasons will change in a blink of an eye. You are alive and you are allowed to be in love, and to be in pain. We don't know our feelings and we don't know ourselves. Where it is we're going is not where we have been before, even though the scenery tends to stay the same. Stop asking questions and make your own answers. Let the things that can change become what they will and the things that won't change remain what they are. Everything is beautiful if we let it be.