You only realize the worth of something when it’s no longer yours.
The problem with statements like these is that even though you’ve heard them a million times, you never really get what it means till it happens to you.It makes you realize that your fears were there for a reason.
Loss make you cry. It makes you angry. It makes you mournful. It makes you panic. It is as simple as that. And then it’s not so simple anymore. Fathoming a life where everything has changed so radically, so suddenly is so hard to come to terms with.
When you lose someone, you think of all the time you spent hating them, and how, if you were not so stupid, you could’ve spent that time not hating them.
Even when you’ve lost something, life goes on. You too will have to get used to an existence where their presence is not a regular occurrence anymore. That you will have to adjust and adapt to a life without them. You realize that, soon after you’ve lost someone. And that is what hurts the most. You know you will go on, but you don’t know how.
Who is gonna come fill the void that their absence has created? Who will take their place? Would you want them to? And even if you do, could you ever stop measuring them against him?