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It’s not that he doesn’t care. It’s that he can’t show us that he does.
When you truly love someone and you see them again, even if it is many years later, their new face blends back into their old face and it is like no time has passed at all.
That was how the mind worked, deceiving us so we could bear the many sorrows of life.
It was like I was seeing her for the first time. What was an adult to a child—a head in the distance, a voice, a force for kindness or cruelty.
I could not tell if they were filled with greed or a desperate need to be loved. I was not even sure if it made a difference: it came down to hunger. Perhaps those desires all stemmed from the same place in our broken, burdened hearts.
He played a quick melodious phrase that sounded like sunlight shining upon gold.
But then the burden of years weighed upon us. Love can change. It can grow and twist until the most beautiful sapling in the wild turns into a prison of stunted wood.
wherever you are, to live in the world as a white person is a completely different experience than a person of color. Discrimination is invisible to them because it does not affect them.
April was sweet but wore a white hat. Despite some initial warm days, this one had turned out to be the coldest in years, closer to the depths of winter than any rebirth of spring.
How much room could there be for regrets in one person? Mine were infinite.
We weave our own webs. Then they trap us.
