What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, she answered. And brought to life
in a flash of light.
What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after perpetual darkness, she
replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before she responded.
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me-said all
at once.
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