Summer Bird Blue

by Akemi Dawn Bowman

And it would be so much easier if pain could be healed with the right words. But it takes so much more than that. And some things just aren’t meant to heal.

don’t think girls should have to smile all the time in order to make other people think they’re approachable. Maybe girls don’t want to be approachable to everybody.

And maybe that’s like life. You live for a moment—one single moment. And then you don’t matter. Because there are years of the past and years of the future, and we’re all simply one tiny blip in time—a surge of water waiting to leave our mark on the sand, only to have it washed away by the waves that come after us.

I’m okay in the sense that I haven’t cried. That I haven’t completely lost it. And I’m not okay in the sense that I haven’t cried. That I haven’t completely lost it.

Grief is a monster—not everyone gets out alive, and those who do might only survive in pieces. But it’s a monster that can be conquered, with time.

“Some people like being alone, but nobody likes being lonely, even if they pretend they do,”