This is to all the ifs and to the wishes that’ll never come true. This is to all the words you never said and to the ones we choke on. This is to holding your breath in that one perfect moment and being terrified that you’ll blink and it’ll all be gone. This is to when it is all gone and you feel like you have nothing left. This is to realizing that it wasn’t your fault. And that they’re never coming back. This is to those who never got to say goodbye after saying something harsh before they left.