My sister is finally leaving the country in a few days. I always expected this to happen at some point eventually, but I guess I never really thought I'd be needing her this much at this point.
She's like my anchor, the one person I got to when I need to remember who I am, the one person that understands me most times and judges the least. My supposed system through a few heartbreaks which she may or may not even know about. I dont feel entirely lonely because I know she's always there if I need to call.
Now, she's going to be on a different continent, a different time zone, and now I know I'm definitely going to be alone. Now I know I need to either accept the isolation or find a new anchor. Without one, I dont think I'd be very sane.
One problem though, I'm scared of this love thing.
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