I understand being wooed by the finish line of sadness. Infinity still sends me nudes every day. I won’t deny she looks amazing, but I’m taken. My hand now promised to writing every page of my story except its end. Friend, you are who taught me that a difficult life is not less worth living than a gentle one. Joy is just easier to carry than sorrow, and you could lift a city from how long you’ve spent holding what’s been nearly impossible to hold. This world needs those who know how to do that.
