‘ be patient and tough; one day this pain will be useful to you. ’
poetry. / @whinedarksea.
she doesn’t look up. she never does and she never will. perhaps that is a cowardice, but she likes to think it’s not. it’s the awful truth. she knows this day and that one day and the next day and the last day, too. she knows all of it. and she knows the pain of it all, too. in truth : he tells the truth. this pain is good for her ; it teaches her something. and it’s not as bad as hannah aches. ( born and dying in the same breath, clutching baby fingers and stomping terrible two feet away at the same time. ) but it hurts. and it heals, eventually. already. and it’s life.
❛ yeah ––– yeah, i know. i know. ❜
so that is when she finally looks up, and she nods as she straightens herself almost automatically. everyone always has to bury someone, it’s a simple truth of life. sometimes louise just doesn’t pay attention to who it is at the time.
❛ but the usefulness doesn’t really help right now, does it ? ❜
