"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silences of our friends."
Lives are voices to me.
Words and wisdom
laughter and rage
cheers and songs
sobs and screams.
Sounds.
All lives,
captured in sounds.
Except you.
You, to me,
are silence.
*Beep*
"Know that I loved you.
Forgive me someday, if you can."
Even in death, the writer in her refused to die.
