Sometimes

This is the gum wall in Post Alley, Seattle. Here lies a memory; a great one. My piece of gum is there, from a night I’ll never forget. What’s bigger than the actual memory is what could have been, but never happened. Sometimes we need to appreciate the things that never came to be.

Sometimes…

• You miss someone so much but you can’t put a finger on who it is you miss
• The little itty-bitty things are what you miss; a saying, like “they look like fish” only makes you laugh
• You choose not to remember because you miss it too much
• Someone can just hold your hand for a second, and it seems like everything is okay
• You wonder “how the hell did the night end like this?”
• It’s when you’re mad at each other, but yet write little notes back and forth because you can’t help but share your thoughts
• It’s what could have been, but you never told me, and now it’s too late
• You wonder if the person meant for you just walked by you, but you were too occupied with something else
• It’s a numbness that makes you happy/sad, but you can’t describe it. More-often-than-not, it’s this.

I know this post might sound emo, but it’s not intended to be. My cat woke me up so here I am, just thinking. This is about nobody in particular, but everyone in general.

Take a moment and think about your memories, of what actually happened, but also what could have happened; not to wish things were different, but just to ponder. It may sadden you, but it will also bring a smile to your face.

Here’s to remembering lost memories and cherishing the things that never happened.