A writer's Heart

People tend to say that one day you will meet a person who will love you no matter the mess you are or once were. How true is this? Or actually does something like this actually is meant to happen? Many days are dark, so dark that you can't even see the light people talk about. They all talk about happiness and so many colorful things, while all you can reach to see is from dark to grey.

On March 17, something happened, it isn't that we didn't know it was going to occur sooner or later. That calm Tuesday, it did, I can't explain how hard things have been after 9:58 p.m. on that night. It has been a rollercoaster of emotions and each day you can feel there is someone missing. It's been a few days but it hasn't become easier to handle. Some may seem as if they have so easily moved on with life, like if nothing ever happened. All I can say, someone is missing, and that empty space can't be filled. There are a lot of flashbacks each day and it's every morning a new day, then night; time goes by yet you won't come back.