To breathe life into something never there, to feel a heartbeat as your own until it shatters all the same. His destiny lie in pixels, but what a beautiful life was written.
I write about you in my diary
of the kindness, the accidentally
hurtful things you say at times,
the moments of talking where
we laugh so hard we can’t breathe
The good, the bad, the everything
I’ve been trying to keep a diary, and when I worked in Thailand, I did write down about some events that seemed to make a difference – the ex-soldier who had PTSD and then disappeared from the camp, the trials with Anh, trying to get to Canada. So many lives, and where are they now?
To breathe life into something never there, to feel a heartbeat as your own until it shatters all the same. His destiny lie in pixels, but what a beautiful life was written.
I write about you in my diary
of the kindness, the accidentally
hurtful things you say at times,
the moments of talking where
we laugh so hard we can’t breathe
The good, the bad, the everything
I’ve been trying to keep a diary, and when I worked in Thailand, I did write down about some events that seemed to make a difference – the ex-soldier who had PTSD and then disappeared from the camp, the trials with Anh, trying to get to Canada. So many lives, and where are they now?