Before You Disappeared

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ought you might fly up to the sky and never come down.You were the boy who never took anything too seriously, and held his family together. You loved hard and cared even more.You know, the one who’d ride his all-terrain through the woods and go off the jumps that too, propelled him to the sky. “Would he come back down?” I’d wonder again. You always liked to fly.The boy whose smile showed the magic of the universe with 17 easy muscles to form. The humor, confidence, and stability held him together so soundly.But as time wears on, people do cha

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nge. They disappear and sometimes never come back. They change into who they’re meant to be, who they’re needed to be for this world, for others, for themselves. And sometimes that doesn’t align with the original people or things.And that’s okay.It’s not something to be sad about. It’s something to look at with love and realize it was meant to be this way all along.Sometimes we are meant to disappear and never come back. Or sometimes that isn’t the case. But even so, I’m happy to have known you before you disappeared.J.G.</article></body>

Please read this while you listen to “Indian Yellow” by Ludovico Einaudi for more emotion.

You were once the boy who liked extravagant cars and the game of soccer. Sometimes you’d run so fast I thought you might fly up to the sky and never come down.

You were the boy who never took anything too seriously, and held his family together. You loved hard and cared even more.

You know, the one who’d ride his all-terrain through the woods and go off the jumps that too, propelled him to the sky. “Would he come back down?” I’d wonder again. You always liked to fly.

The boy whose smile showed the magic of the universe with 17 easy muscles to form. The humor, confidence, and stability held him together so soundly.

But as time wears on, people do change. They disappear and sometimes never come back. They change into who they’re meant to be, who they’re needed to be for this world, for others, for themselves. And sometimes that doesn’t align with the original people or things.

And that’s okay.

It’s not something to be sad about. It’s something to look at with love and realize it was meant to be this way all along.

Sometimes we are meant to disappear and never come back. Or sometimes that isn’t the case. But even so, I’m happy to have known you before you disappeared.

J.G.