Rather than mourn, as others might, you begged for a party, for everyone to remember you fondly and for there to be no tears. I obliged, and yet I cannot fulfill your wish. For as long as there is breath in my body and grief in my heart, there will always be tears for you.
So small, so mighty, works alone, but is better with friends. Is that who you are inside? You’re okay with being alone, but you’re stronger in a group? Well, that’s everybody. We all do better with others than we do by ourselves. So I guess we’ll have to work together, you and I, trying to [...]
There is a space between us that seems insurmountable. I wonder which of us, if either of us even will, will take the movement to bring us back together. And then, of course, the moment passes, the space still there but hidden by our mutual need to ignore it and continue on as we always [...]
In the end of days, they said.
The world will be destroyed, they said.
But it’s the end of days and we’re still here.
We made it through, though we’re tattered and broken.
We’ll survive at the end of it all and the world will live on too.
Darkness in the sea, in the air, all around me. Everything is gone, nothing remains to hurt or heal. No people, no animals, nothing. No books to read no tv to watch. Everything is darkness, and everything is silence.