And sometimes it hits you when you least expect it. Like falling leaves but on an August day. It hits you and knocks you off balance but, you find a way back to reality. You find a way.

Sometimes it’ll hit us in our darkest hour when we needed it the least. You keep fighting. You are a fighter and he told you so. You knew you were strong before he made it known.

Some of us though, we don’t find the way. We don’t find a way to make it through. We struggle and overthink even the smallest thing. We’re sick from bareing the un cozy weather. Were sick of pushing back at the storm.

For the most of us who did make it, be strong for those who didn’t. For those who can’t. Because, the autum leave in the middle of August will hit you and you’ll realize that not everything is the way it seems.