ā šš¾āš š šš¾š¾ š¾šŗš¼š šššš¾š šŗššŗšš. ā
theĀ worldĀ isĀ full of goodbyes.Ā someĀ areĀ moreĀ permanentĀ thenĀ others.Ā someĀ comeĀ unexpectedĀ ,Ā someĀ leftĀ unsaid.Ā thereĀ areĀ soĀ manyĀ wordsĀ thatĀ annieĀ crestaĀ wishesĀ sheĀ couldĀ offerĀ @ifnecessary.Ā gratitudeĀ ,Ā loveĀ ,Ā andĀ everythingĀ inĀ between.Ā there'sĀ aĀ smileĀ thatĀ warmsĀ theĀ woman'sĀ face.Ā onceĀ thatĀ reachesĀ allĀ theĀ wayĀ ,Ā fullĀ ofĀ light.Ā butĀ stillĀ behindĀ itĀ ,Ā hidesĀ theĀ unspokenĀ sadnessĀ thatĀ alwaysĀ remains.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā takeĀ aĀ tripĀ toĀ seeĀ us,Ā you'llĀ loveĀ theĀ water.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā infantĀ isĀ heldĀ tightlyĀ inĀ herĀ armsĀ ,Ā smallĀ ,Ā butĀ alreadyĀ soĀ muchĀ likeĀ hisĀ father.Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ iĀ don'tĀ knowĀ whatĀ i'mĀ goingĀ homeĀ Ā toĀ . . . butĀ iĀ knowĀ thatĀ he . . .Ā finnickĀ wouldĀ wantĀ himĀ toĀ growĀ upĀ there.Ā Ā āĀ Ā the name is heavy like an anchor , the ache never dulling.
she shifts infant to one arm carefully , the other wrapping tightly around effie's frame. āĀ this isn't a forever goodbye for us. Ā Ā āĀ Ā the world they know has never allowed them promises. but she wants to be certain about this one , even if unspoken.
















