why we never.on her fifth birthdayher mother gave her an electric belt and said"there is no reason to live if you can't feel it" andstrapped it around her daughter's tiny waist. she told her"every time you breathe, it stings" and that was howshe knew she was alive.wednesdays were leap days and fridays were fall daysand tuesday was the day her brother cried becausehe'd been told his daffodils would never bloomagain. he said "flowers die when no onesees them" and she put her hands over his eyes."i'm a flower" she repeated over and over."hello, i think i know you" he had said."what do you want?""hello, i think i know you.""hello
dear.d,I miss the cigarette smoke, hanging in the air like thick curtains, making us coughhackchoke until we were weak.I remember how youd hold me almost too close and tell me that you would never leave, that God himself couldnt force you away from me. I just grinned and blasted rock music, inviting the rhythm to jolt through our veins and put our pulse back on track.beat. beat. beat.the music couldnt save you the day God did come, when your hearts rhythm died and the throbbing in your chest slowed.(knowing you, the admission into heaven wasnt exactly an easy one, but if there is a heaven, I know youd be the
mi manchi robi!!!!!
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