I feel minuscule in the map of the universe sometimes.
But it’s okay I guess..because I guess in a sense we’re all minuscule in the universe anyways.
It’s hard hearing out song… the song you used to play and sing for me. It’s even harder when all the songs you hear remind you of the person, just because you’ve listened to them with that person before. It tugs at your heart, a lot. The places and sights and memories you’ve shared don’t just fade out of no where; it takes time. And while that time span lasts, you wish you could feel nothing, but you can’t… no matter how hard you try.
