Every moment

12 05 2009

Is a bonus, and a curse.  It’s awful watching someone you love suffering, whether it be physically or emotionally.

Each moment you find yourself wondering how many more you have, and then simultaneously hoping that this one is the last one.

That might sound awful, or even selfish, but for someone you love to be at peace, despite knowing that your heart is going to break and you’re going to miss them terribly, your perspective slowly changes.

I certainly don’t want to have to say goodbye, and I’m not going to.  It’s a big, I love you and I’ll see you later.

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