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 darkness.
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
Lang Leav
