I write these words for you often. Because sometimes we all need to know that we are not alone in feeling alone. And sometimes being alone together makes us less alone, which is all we ever really need in this world. This is for you. For me. For us. For the world. Meant for those moments we just need to feel again.
Friday, April 4, 2014
The Honest Tombstone
As sad as it may sound now, someday you will die. And when you do, I will write:
"You started out as ash. You lived as a brilliant star. You exploded in flames so remarkable they caught the attention of the entire universe in a single moment. You will not be here but you will not leave. You have been forgotten but you will be remembered."
And you will no longer live but you will never be able to die.
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