"The Poet's Corner..."

What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.

It was like being exhumed, I answered. And

brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I

replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.

There was a long pause before I responded:

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to

me— said all at once.

Lang Leav

H/T: Woolf & Wilde