It’s crazy how everything has changed. The only one constant in this world is that everything will change. Times will come and go. People will come and go. Stories will come and go. It’s hard to let go. Looking into the unknown is scary. The future is unknown. Who knows what we have in store. I just hope I find someone who I’m willing to give the world for and have them feel the same. I’m tired of this void feeling inside me and how my time is stopped. I’m doing nothing, living just to breathe, can you call that even living? In the end I don’t know what’s going to happen but I just hope it’s the best