What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:  It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.

Source: Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

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Inky’s Take: Today is an anniversary of sorts.  A really sad one.  The memories rattle around inside me never letting me forget.

As if I would ever wish to….