when things come to an end

Sometimes all you need is to feel nothing will change for a while.

When things end, a heart is shattered. I don’t mean life revolutions, but states of feelings that we’d like to keep becuase they infuse us with something good. I never expect that coming, it’s when you recognize a certain emotion being present and a moment later, it’s gone. It can be a day, a week, a month. You  also do not expect it's about to end, so once that happens, there is confusion. After, comes realisation. Finally, sadness.

What does it mean to 'keep a life', is that even possible. As much we can create and influence siutations, our tiny existence is nothing permanent. This is a cliche fueled by awareness, missing our acceptance.

Next time things come to an end, I may be slightly smarter, but never less eager to keep them the way they were. As long as they were good.