acceptance

people come and go.

quickly or slowly.

they could fade away, or they could be loud and in your face.

why did it have to end this way?

why did we fight every day?

why did we tear each other down and then expect to find us in one piece?

it makes sense now. why we did all that we did.

that we were all hurting.

that we were all pleading for help.

but sometimes the universe doesn't answer.

and when it doesn't, you just have to accept that people come and go, that pleading for help won't change anything.