A helpful tree for grieving

I want to leave nothing left unsaid Leave

Nothing to chance 

If only, at close of day, there were no ellipses

But I know I’ll forget something important


We’ll talk about the meaning of life but I’ll forget to say I love you

Or maybe

I love you is all I’ll get out


Despite Shakespeare

An entire life can’t be condensed into a single soliloquy

All the things I should have said won’t get said and one day you’ll be gone 


I’ll be gone

Whoever goes first, there will definitely be a loss 


I am not equipped for that unprepared ending

I am not prepared to say goodbye before I’ve told you that I love the way your hair smells like summer vacation 


Yours are the strongest hands I’ve ever held 

That you’re my swan in Monet’s water lilies and you’ve always been the lighthouse guiding me home

If the number of things I have to tell you was directly proportional to the amount of time I’d have to tell them to you

I’d read you every entry on google in every language ever spoken 


That’s not how it works is it

One day you’ll be gone


I’ll be gone 

Whoever goes first there will definitely be a loss


I am not prepared for the ending 


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