she died, but it’s never a sad thing death takes but “oh, the life she brings.” (someday i will stop saying this XD) she breathed the life into our sorrows and so, i can offer these words here’s a rebirth there no hint or moment to miss here’s this a subtle conversation piece “where have you been?” confusion. “‘Dunno, but i’m home now.” smile, maybe a shrug, she seems more relieved than mourning. my red shirt, her gloomy room. pink essence. she’s older now. we both see. “me too.” goofy laugh. we both see.