I'll be lying awake...

You have to stop carrying life like a burden. Life is not a burden. It’s not heavy to be alive. It’s weightless. It’s light as air. You’re just floating, a leaf through space, for a little while. You just have to learn to close your eyes more, or open them, when you can. You just have to learn to float with the waves more, not fight against things. Change, movement, transitions ... you have to become one with the current.

He realized that even if no one ever found him, and even if he lived out the rest of his life here, always missing, forever a missing person to other people, he could never be missing to himself, he could never delete his own history, and he would always know exactly where he was and where he had been and he would never wake up not being who he was and it didn't matter how much or how little he thought he understood the mess of himself, because he would never, no matter what he did, be missing to himself and that was what he had wanted all this time, to go fully missing.

Despite everything, life finds a way...

Because we belong together now,

forever united here somehow.

You got a piece of me,

and honestly;

my life would suck without you.

Look where we might end up...

Life will break you. That is simply unavoidable. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also split you apart with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. You have to follow your destiny, whatever that may be. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. And despite the sun almost escaping behind the horizon, there is a smile on your face. For even if nothing else. You lived. You really did.