After All

There is still a life out there waiting for you.  

Going on and moving forward.  

Not in the way you think.  

Not in the way you want it to happen.  

There will be no one carrying your bags or mending your heartache.  

There will be no applause.  

But there will be a life that happens regardless of it all.  

Without caring about your pain and suffering.  

It’s buried in the small ways that you can’t stop.  

It’s buried in the clouds and the sunshine. Trees and birds. The rivers and streams. Oceans and beaches.  

The things you don’t see that keep you alive without you even knowing.  

It’s buried in the things you do to keep yourself alive that you can’t stop  

The cups of teas and crumbs of cookies. Blankets and candles. The music and movies. Showers and baths. 

Despite it all. You’ll find a way  

Of Going on and moving forward  

For The Beautiful things.

For The Mundane things.