#help is real

[sammehjo]

On days like today when I need a reminder that "hope is real."

[everybreathisasecondchance]

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[justapunkchild]

Empty Hands And Loved Ones

The food is good and the waitress is kind. But there is a heaviness inside us. It is untouched by the words or the atmosphere. Things change so fast. Love is painful. Friendships are hard. People hurt you. Life changes. I am realizing that it's easier when these things happen to me and harder when they happen to the people I love. I would rather struggle than watch someone I love struggle. I want to help. I always try my best to look for ways and opportunities to point toward open doors or become one. But this time I am not. I cannot help. It is a headache growing inside my brain. I don't know how to sit helplessly beside as frustrations are shared and as pieces of hope escape our lips and fade away. My hands are empty. And I hate them for being that way.