Thought of You - by Ryan Woodward

Interesting. I saw a metaphor for grief: you lose someone or something, wake up the next morning, and are consumed with hurt. You spend all your time thinking of them and wishing them back into your life, but they’re just not there. The harder you hold to your memories, the more you feel them slip away. It doesn’t seem real. *They* don’t seem real. But then one day it becomes real to you, and that’s the day you become strong enough to go on; but even then, it feels like you’re abandoning them.