How do I even begin to explain how beautifully articulated this is. I have been stalling & playing with the idea of a poem about the "type of heartbreak that doesn't make sense because the object of your affection was never yours to begin with". This is beautiful and reached my core in so many ways, I will still write that poem & will share with you when I do. Looking forward to reading more.
I’ve been asking myself - How do we forgive yourselves for the people who do not become? Then I saw this post that accurately described what I was trying to ask and convey to my people.
Brb going to cry. Currently mourning lol, the crazy thing tho is I haven’t gotten the rejection but I know deep down it was never a possibility it just felt nice to hold on to the beautiful idea of it. Wow! A beautifully written and thought-provoking article👏🏾 well done. This was personal!
There’s grieving a love you never had, but what about grieving a loved one that died?
Is it that we are not grieving the person per se but the love that has grown between the two of us? or the love that could have developed more better between the two of us?
Not in the clearest state of mind at the moment ‘cause I’m grieving a loved one atm and I’m wondering how it hurts this much, but I hope you do understand my question.
In grieving a loved one who passed on, we grieve more than one thing. We grieve what was, and what could have been. It’ll come in phases and fractions, it’ll all hurt deeper than you could ever imagine too.
I’m sorry for your loss and I do hope you find comfort in the moments you’ll need it. Take care.
While reading this, I remembered a thought I penned down sometime last year.
“Have you ever mourned in the absence of cause? That your mind would create a puzzle from perfectly structured sentences, spoken to mean no harm but somehow lost in translation through your overly sensitive ears. Why have you chosen to be tormented by thoughts of dread? How difficult is it to let go of the things that cannot be controlled?”
I don’t remember why I wrote it but it probably had something to do with fear.
How do I even begin to explain how beautifully articulated this is. I have been stalling & playing with the idea of a poem about the "type of heartbreak that doesn't make sense because the object of your affection was never yours to begin with". This is beautiful and reached my core in so many ways, I will still write that poem & will share with you when I do. Looking forward to reading more.
can’t wait to read your poem. thank you for sticking around
I saw the excerpt on Instagram and I knew I had to read the entire piece! This is so beautiful
thank youuuu!!!
I came from IG too. Such an articulate piece.😩
Reading this again, can I talk about how beautiful the opening line is?
This is brilliant
thank you!
OMG, this is so relatableeeeeee
❤️❤️❤️
I’ve been asking myself - How do we forgive yourselves for the people who do not become? Then I saw this post that accurately described what I was trying to ask and convey to my people.
Thank you. A wonderful read.
forgiving ourselves for a version of ourselves that didn’t come alive
you write so goodddd.
thank you!
Stopeet. I'm currently fantasizing about a job I have not gotten. 🙃
This is a beautiful piece, btw.
i hope you get it 😔
I did not get it o, and it hurt. 🤣
Good morning. Get out of my head. Thank you.
😔😔😔
Brb going to cry. Currently mourning lol, the crazy thing tho is I haven’t gotten the rejection but I know deep down it was never a possibility it just felt nice to hold on to the beautiful idea of it. Wow! A beautifully written and thought-provoking article👏🏾 well done. This was personal!
thank you so much
There’s grieving a love you never had, but what about grieving a loved one that died?
Is it that we are not grieving the person per se but the love that has grown between the two of us? or the love that could have developed more better between the two of us?
Not in the clearest state of mind at the moment ‘cause I’m grieving a loved one atm and I’m wondering how it hurts this much, but I hope you do understand my question.
In grieving a loved one who passed on, we grieve more than one thing. We grieve what was, and what could have been. It’ll come in phases and fractions, it’ll all hurt deeper than you could ever imagine too.
I’m sorry for your loss and I do hope you find comfort in the moments you’ll need it. Take care.
Thank you
Beautiful write up.
While reading this, I remembered a thought I penned down sometime last year.
“Have you ever mourned in the absence of cause? That your mind would create a puzzle from perfectly structured sentences, spoken to mean no harm but somehow lost in translation through your overly sensitive ears. Why have you chosen to be tormented by thoughts of dread? How difficult is it to let go of the things that cannot be controlled?”
I don’t remember why I wrote it but it probably had something to do with fear.
Completely and utterly beautiful!
Beautiful and thought-provoking 👏🏾
Hi Ini, it’s always a pleasure to read your words and see where your mind has been lately. This is a very relatable piece too 💜