Just one sentence 4 years later?
Live every fucking day as if you could be gone in sixty seconds. As if you could be someone's vague memory in two minutes. Try to accept, to understand the infinitely small space we get, here. Live with and within that.
The daisy curves her stem in supplication
Standing alone along the roadside
She blooms in her time.
Weeds some people say. A reminder, I say.
Andrew, I’ll miss you forever. Love you forever.
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