Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Whenever I remember her, my heart aches. It doesn't deserve to, because I didn't know her beyond a shallow acquaintance, but it does. And of course I wonder if I could even be her equal, in a selfish way. I do wish I was beyond that. Still, as I read of her, I realise I might have been able to love her.
It's hard to forget the radiance of passings. Each human life and each person must be treasured and loved while they are alive. And thus I will try to remember not to judge anyone but to know them.
It's hard to forget the radiance of passings. Each human life and each person must be treasured and loved while they are alive. And thus I will try to remember not to judge anyone but to know them.
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