Even when you’re gone you still mean something.
I was thinking about how people can still mean something to you, can still impact your life in a meaningful way even though you no longer speak to them. People can enter your life, but they can never fully exit.
You still have experiences, memories, things about yourself that will always remind you of other people. And I take comfort in knowing that I leave those same things in others as well.
Even though Tre and I don’t talk, even though I don’t think about her quite as much as I used to, she will always have impacted my life. I hold on to the positive things; I reflect on the negative and find solutions to the things I want to change.
I know I have left an impression on her life as well. Good or bad, I’m not sure. However, there’s something of me that’s inside of her, and it will never go away, even if it’s just a ghost of a memory. It’s still there.
We will always be tied. We have memories. And though I don’t know about her, I also have stories. Wonderful, wonderful stories.
Life is too valuable to spend it trenched in hate. We all feel it, I admit. It’s not an emotion that’s easily reined; it will never go away. However, no one should dwell on it. No one.
No matter how much you were hurt.
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