Writing and Connections

So occasionally I write things and even less often I post them on the internet. But, I feel like posting something this close to my heart will be good for me. It's hard and that's why I'm doing it. The working title is Connections  and I wrote it in a few minutes. It's unedited, raw, and straight from my heart or wherever that place is that magically makes words appear on a page. Now enough stalling, here it is:

There is an impossible sadness when you realize that all you want to do is spend time with someone. That you know you want to share your life with this person. To have them there to hold your hand. To exchange a glance that contains an entire conversation. To fight with about everything and nothing, just to challenge one another. To kiss on the forehead. To work through the bad times with and laugh during the good ones.

There is strength in relationships. We become better people when we let others in. Yes, we get hurt. We get used. Not every person wants to be your friend. By that’s ok because for every person you meet that is horrible to you, there is another one who will be nice to you. Who knows, that niceness might change your life. But you will never know if you don’t try. If you don’t take a chance and just say one word, “hi”. That little first step can look like a giant leap, but it can truly open a door to something that you’ve only dreamed about.

Without our relationships, we are nothing. We will have no one to remember us. No one to feel a tug in their heart whenever they hear your name on the street. And all it takes is “hi”. You could find a person that you want to share your life with, even in a platonic way. And there is nothing sadder that realizing all of this and wanting al of this and realizing that it might be beyond your reach. Maybe not forever- but for now. When it matters most.