Not long ago I was so happy. Why? I’ve forgotten. It feels like another life now. I don’t even understand, I don’t know how I’ve been able to begin living again. Wanting to live. But here I am. I laugh, I talk. I was so heartbroken, I was paralyzed. I wanted to talk with someone, but not anyone human. I’d go to a church, it’s so quiet there, like in the hills. So quiet, you can forget your life there. But then I’d wake up in the morning, my hand would feel around—where is he? It’s his pillow, his smell. There’s a tiny bird running around on the windowsill making the little bell ring, and it’s
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