this was the view from my maine home. i miss it like seriously much. that time when i left them, i thought things were wrong and like i was bounded to not have it again. things indeed were never the same again ever since. i wake up every now and then feeling hollow with the wish of having some fresh dry air that goes to your tonsils and kill them, as it gives the same killing breeze to your cheek and bones. the sensation killed me as i found the yogurt i was eating turned to ice. yet, i am in search for some of those frozing-yoghurt weather.
in the same manner i knew that's how things would be with some people i love and now are no longer with me. may that be of their choice, situation, or me being not around in that same environment that they still are. the fact that leaving maine was not my choice (though i knew from the very first that one year was all i've got). i cried like hell, and i wish i could do the same wailing every time people leave not on my choice, but theirs. or none.
bonds might get less intense, but people are never meant to be erased, no matter how. you hate and curse or cry and wish things were not as they are - but you never could. you would forget but, seriously even if people die, they never quite disappear. as shitty as this fact is, this probably is the biggest blessing there is being human.cause elephants only have their tusks.
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