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Time dies not to tarry πŸ˜”

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.πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹

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.

Forgiveness :

For the soul of a human, you cannot own

For they are longing to be free

Free for what you ask :

Restraints or life

Longings

Memories lost

Sadly, the more they morn your 85 years old sitting looking back on yesterday

@peacewriter51

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)