FA+
Shop
Recordor
12 years ago
Sometimes you have moments where you see or experience something that hits you deep near your core. It stings at first and then after a while subsides to a dull pain but it's there always poking at you. Every time something close to that experience or thing you saw comes up you get that stinging pain.
Today I had one of those moments and its still bugging me. It's something that stings quite deep and makes me... I suppose some kind of jealous and melancholy. I haven't drawn for about 2 months now but this feeling stuck me hard enough that I had to draw something out to relieve it, I drew something selfish naturally, something I want very dearly but don't believe I'll ever have again in my life which makes me quite sad. I've tried filling the void but nothing else fits quite right and it's a mix of frustration and feeling dumb for ever letting myself let go of what it was. It was something precious you could never truly hold in your hands, you may hold what it is that causes this but you can never truly hold it in your hands. If I were to ever get back what was lost I would hold it close and guard it with my life but although my hold would be tight it would also be tender and caring.
-sighs- I hate feelings sometimes, they can bring you the greatest of joys or the deepest of sadness. If I had to choose what my single greatest regret is it would have to be what I lost since it's so close but yet so far away from me just always a bit out of reach. I can touch it but never truly hold it, I can see it but never truly feel it.
Te desidero~
Today I had one of those moments and its still bugging me. It's something that stings quite deep and makes me... I suppose some kind of jealous and melancholy. I haven't drawn for about 2 months now but this feeling stuck me hard enough that I had to draw something out to relieve it, I drew something selfish naturally, something I want very dearly but don't believe I'll ever have again in my life which makes me quite sad. I've tried filling the void but nothing else fits quite right and it's a mix of frustration and feeling dumb for ever letting myself let go of what it was. It was something precious you could never truly hold in your hands, you may hold what it is that causes this but you can never truly hold it in your hands. If I were to ever get back what was lost I would hold it close and guard it with my life but although my hold would be tight it would also be tender and caring.
-sighs- I hate feelings sometimes, they can bring you the greatest of joys or the deepest of sadness. If I had to choose what my single greatest regret is it would have to be what I lost since it's so close but yet so far away from me just always a bit out of reach. I can touch it but never truly hold it, I can see it but never truly feel it.
Te desidero~
If you need some help, or maybe someone to talk to, I'm all ears, and you seem like a great person, I hate to see you dealing with crap like this.
I feel goofy typing stuff like this. Honesty gets glanced over a bit too much on the internet. When someone is truthful, when they are open. You don't kick them while they are down. You give them a hug, a smile, and gentle words of advice.
Anyway, Try to keep you nose up, and walk around with a smile. Have a good night for now. Sleep some of it off.
I do sincerely appreciate your offer to help and talk to me, it's nice to see someone care even if it's someone you barely know.
Honesty does get overlooked fairly often but I try to catch and respond to it when I can. When you bare your soul for all to see it's nice to just know that someone was willing to take the time to stop and acknowledge what you're going through.
Sorry if any of this is random and jumbled, it's rather late and I'm probably going to hit the sack after this. Thanks again for the reply I do sincerely appreciate it a lot.