Feel and let go, don’t hold onto the fact of needing to control anything. Once you lose sight, you become a faded memory of the past. You think about times that you thought mattered only to realize that what you thought mattered only lived in the moment because if caring felt like anything, it wouldn’t feel like this void.
Everyone always has something to say, and sometimes not hearing is the best way of understanding what was said. Looking at their action seeing their facial expression is just another way of hearing their emotions talk. Writing feels numbing, and numbing feels like I am alive. Please don’t confuse your ego with your soul. Look up at the moon tonight somedays she would be full other days she wouldn’t be there but know she is there. Trust, she will always be there. The same way that you trust in the universe to guide you in the dark times to shed your light.