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something to think about #1

sometimes, emptiness carries a surprising weight. in a world filled with countless burdens, you wonder how a void can feel so crushing. but emptiness, too, takes up space; it has a mass, a texture of its own. when you touch what isn’t there, its absence becomes heavier, precisely because you can’t touch it.

whatever it is you've lost, you know the shape it once filled. like the soft imprint left by a cat that just rose to eat its breakfast, what you’ve lost leaves behind its own unique mark, a trace.



you won’t forget, and thus, you won’t escape. the invisible volume of that emptiness doesn’t let you place anything else in its place. because that space is filled with memories and unfulfilled possibilities—those thoughts you keep trying to chase away.

yes, that small, seemingly insignificant thing you lost still hurts. the fact that something so minor causes so much pain unsettles you; it shakes the sense of safety you thought you had. deny it as much as you like, but how much longer can you keep performing in a theater where no one else is on stage?

each time you say, "i’m fine," it’s an acceptance—this absence, this void, will continue to stay. now, maybe the heaviest burden you carry will be that invisible emptiness you don’t show others.

"and they can't understand what hurts more—missing the other person, or pretending not to."