“ But now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird. ”
There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.
~ Audrey Niffenegger
I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me.
It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.
It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.
