The process of moving..

It feels like everything I cared about and loved was ripped away from me. I exploded, I panicked and my world felt like it was crumbling into sand that gravity pulled from my fingers as I held tighter. It’s complete insanity. The wind’s speed picks up and Im frantically trying to salvage whatever’s left but the wind blows everything away into a dark abyss. I can’t let go of what was taken from me but I’m too scared to chase them into the abyss because I know I might never come back.. instead I sit and stare at what used to be. Watching my old life fade before my eyes and feeling the pain of being forgotten.