Missing someone you love
And knowing they're never coming back
Is like being shot in the leg.
It hinders you,
It makes you not want to get out of bed in the morning.
You feel hopeless
Like you're never going to walk again,
Never going to heal.
Yet it instills within you a sort of fire,
A desire.
To live, to have fun, to get over them,
To walk, even if people say it's impossible.
And over time, you feel your heart strengthen,
As well as your legs.
You realize that going on without them isn't so bad,
You realize you can find happiness without them,
And that you don't need them like you thought you did.
But you will always remember them and be reminded of them.
Like old scars, crooked bones, or burns,
Because they made you who you are.
-Bethany Lewis (19)

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