"depression's got a hold of me, depression, gotta break free"
it's funny how people just vanish, how they just blink out of your life, and suddenly, if they were close enough, you find that there's a hole, you find that there's a piece of you that's lighter than before. not in the sense of being light hearted, but that your heart is lighter only because it is now without itself. i can truly say that i miss my grandmother more than i've ever missed another person. we all knew this was coming, and maybe there was more i could have done to prepare for it, but regardless of that, my life will never be the same again. no more sunday phone calls, no more of her whit, or her charm, or her wisdom. a piece of me truly was burried with my grandmother that day, i don't know if i'll ever feel the same again. i thought i knew about loss, i didn't know shit.
