“Have you ever had someone in your life that made every day feel special? And I don’t mean in hindsight, I mean at the time. Someone who constantly made you stop and feel happy just for knowing them. Someone whose existence made you remember that people can be good and that life is made of colours you’d forgotten how to see. Have you ever lost that person? Crushing isn’t it.”
— Ranata Suzuki
Out of nowhere this poem ripped me apart...














