To all my dearly departed:

I am sorry for all the photos I did not take 
For all the visits I did not make
For all the phone calls I did not return
For all the voicemails left unheard
Guilt and regret are stronger than the wind herself 
And I hope you forgive me 
There is never enough time to prepare for days without you 
Grief is hard because it’s done in solitude 
And every time another goes I promise myself I won’t make the same mistakes
And I’m always too little too late
Things I’ll never say and things they’ll never hear;


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