Stars

Tonight I looked at the stars; the first time in a long time. My eyes immidiately fell upon the Big Dipper, the most widely known constellation in the sky. I traced my way across the sky to find the Little Dipper, less known than it's larger sibling, but still just as important. Just below it lies Cassiopeia, a constellation depicting a queen stuck upside-down in the heavens as punshiment for some crime she committed. I was sad to see that Orion had disappeared below the horizon, along with my favorite constellation: the 7 Sisters.
In all this stargazing, which actually only lasted about a minute, I came to a realization. Maybe it is one I have already reached, but it is still relevant nonetheless. I am quite unheathly at the moment. And it's not because I want to be that way or I was predestined to slide my way down the charts. I currently suffer from a broken heart. Perhaps you have heard of this illness. It's like cancer. It starts with the very core of your being, in this case, unlike cancer, it starts on your heart. Like cancer, this illness starts with a small defect and multiplies to something larger, and far worse than you would have guessed.
From there it attacks the rest of your system. The brain, the lungs, the eyes, nose, throat, mouth, arms, legs, hands, feet, fingers, and toes. Every last inch of you is taken hostage. In a way it's like being in love. Your entire being is taken over by this thing that's living inside you, except, unlike being in love, this one tries to destroy you. After it has finally taken over your body, you find that you become immobile, unable to do anything but sit and ponder what it is you are missing out on.
I watched a movie tonight, it was quite good actually, called "Perfect Opposites." And the guy in the movie said something very interesting, he said, "I know it sounds cliche, but just ignore that for one second and hear me out: You don't know what you have until it's gone." It's true. You see, life without someone you love can be harder than going through the death of a loved one. At least then they are gone and there is no coming back. But in this case, you will always be stuck wondering: will things ever go back to the way they were. Will they still want to be with me years down the road. Thes are questions we all struggle with. I urge you though: hold on to what you have, don't let it slip away because once you do, you may never get it back.