time will fly away
it is given wings by the struggles of living among the dead and dying
it is consumed by the tangible intangible creatures who only crave more than they could ever take in.
then someone you love leaves, by choice or circumstance…
…and the memories - every last thing that you cherished about them -
they don’t change the vacancy in your heart.
(written for my friend Anna, on the anniversary of her father’s passing)
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