"Sunshine all the time makes a desert"
"Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself."
Sometimes I miss the way you used to curl cords up so neatly, or the sound of your fingers plucking strings down the hallway. Mostly I miss how kind and patient you were, even before my sadness had a name.
Life moves at a pace that I’ll probably never keep up with; I’m always stumbling forward and clawing back. Things are closer to how I wanted them to be, but every now and then a slow, sad selfishness creeps in and I’m left bruised by the reminder that you can’t can’t keep everything and you can’t keep everyone.