I love how when Rukia thinks of Renji or when Ichigo thinks of Orihime, it’s like a side thought or a mini-panel, but when Rukia thinks of Ichigo or the other way around it’s a whole damn poem and half a page……..*sigh* the ichiruki relationship is a beautiful thing
I know we haven’t seen each other, or even talk each other, in a while. But, I want you to know that I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and I want you to know that I miss you. Not, “I regret what happened” or “I want to see you again.” Just. “I miss you.”
-Just. “I miss you”…
It’s so strange to think that someone I knew so well is now a total stranger to me; that I sometimes go entire days without thinking about you even a little bit. Most of the time, I let myself forget, because it’s easier. But then I find something… A photo, a gift and the full weight of what’s been lost comes crashing down on me. Part of me wants to see you again, to hold you again, to kiss you again. But all those feelings become empty dots.
When I look back now, remembering that love isn’t always what it seems, it’s just so easy to forget. But this isn’t a regret. We had our reasons for ending it, and they are as valid as ever. But back at the start, we didn’t need any reason to fall in love. We just did.
The reasons came at the end, and everything since then has been all about reasons and that’s good. It means one day I’ll find someone I wont have to say goodbye to. But a part of me just misses loving someone, and having them love you back, and that’s all.
I guess what I’m saying is, I hope things are good with you. I hope everything is great.
-I hope everything is great …
I hope you found a love that’s all the things ours couldn’t be. But just a small part of me hopes that you still remember what it was like before all the reasons and that you miss me too.
It’s hard to imagine moving forward without Carrie Fisher, but her legacy will remain even if she is not physically with us. She was someone who went through shit in life and still came out of it a princess. We all may never star in one of the most famous movies of all time, or be award winning authors, or help write one of the most famous Star Wars movies of all time, or be able to tweet with emojis in witty and hilarious ways, but we can all still be like Carrie. She survived, she thrived, she owned who she was. She was just as much of a rebel as Leia is.
We can carry on with Carrie’s legacy by loving ourselves and fighting for ourselves and being the kind of people that Carrie would be proud of. Whether it be writing that story you’ve been dying to tell, looking in the mirror and saying “this is my body and I fucking love it!”, or just simply getting up in the morning again and again keep moving forward. She would want to know that she is survived by a legacy of girls who give no fucks and who fight for themselves and who were inspired by everything Carrie gave to the world.
May the Force be with you, Carrie. You’ll always be royalty to me.