Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.
Love & Misadventure by Lang Leav three questions It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once. Just bought this book physically, but have had it for a month on my Nook and am still having trouble starting it, and it's only poems.
Poem text Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain