[ She's seen the shift, too — the voice of those who wish to say, versus the farewells of those who will be returning. It's nothing but a natural progress of things.
But there's a certain longing for ... a constant. Less sudden goodbyes, less words that she wishes she could find in those moments. But that's easier said than done, given the life she's lead, the life she continues to choose to lead.
But that's neither here or there. So she wills her attention back to the present, gives a small squeeze of his hand. Because there's Graham, the blessing she's been given from him ( ones that she hopes she can pay forward just as eloquently, one day ), and then there's— ] Oh.
I'd like to say goodbye to Brother, if that's alright.
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But there's a certain longing for ... a constant. Less sudden goodbyes, less words that she wishes she could find in those moments. But that's easier said than done, given the life she's lead, the life she continues to choose to lead.
But that's neither here or there. So she wills her attention back to the present, gives a small squeeze of his hand. Because there's Graham, the blessing she's been given from him ( ones that she hopes she can pay forward just as eloquently, one day ), and then there's— ] Oh.
I'd like to say goodbye to Brother, if that's alright.