Writers are forgetful,
but they remember everything.
They forget appointments and anniversaries,
but remember what you wore,
how you smelled,
on your first date…
They remember every story you’ve ever told them -
but forget what you’ve just said.
They don’t remember to water the plants
or take out the trash,
but they don’t forget how
to make you laugh.
Writers are forgetful
the important things.
You think the dead we loved truly ever leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?
Goodbye sweet peas I am leaving now <3 See you on the 26th have amazing summers whatever you are doing xo stay strong