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time apparently did nothing but blunt grief’s sharpest edge so that it hacked rather than sliced.
no wonder she hadn’t been able to make the connection right away, because then the voice had only spoken three words:
wondered what good love was if it came to this, to even ten seconds of feeling like this.
Memories screwed up perspective, and the most vivid ones could annihilate time completely while they held sway.
In your heart they only die a little at a time, don’t they? Like a plant when you go away on a trip and forget to ask a neighbor to poke in once in awhile with the old watering-can, and it’s so sad—
