bhuta ia, dewa ia

“Something that is loved is never lost.”

“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.”

“Grief is the price we pay for love.”

Where can we plant the garden? I’m thinking a lemon tree in the middle, because, when they’re full and ripe and I’m just drunk enough, I’ll look out the window and think that light can grow on trees. How do you feel about a pond? Lily pads and everything. Maybe some real fish to swim around in it. I can paint them, even though I’m terrible at it. I want the cottage. I want the green grass and the tomato plants. I want the peace in you; the front porch rocking chair lullaby; our cricket legs rubbing together under the covers. We can’t have it all. I know that, but humor me. We can’t have it all, but we can have most of it. A sliver of it, at best, and that might be okay. A lemon tree, definitely. Write that down. A bench to kiss you on. A kitchen with too many windows. I know you’ve heard this story before, but that doesn’t make it any less beautiful. Come on, put a flower in my hair. Bake that apple pie recipe that your mother gave to you. I don’t care about the dream of it, just hold the spoon out for me and let me taste it.

“If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no. If you don’t step forward, you’re always in the same place.”

“I want the cottage. I want the green grass and the tomato plants. I want the peace in you; the front porch rocking chair lullaby; our cricket legs rubbing together under the covers. We can’t have it all. I know that, but humor me. We can’t have it all, but we can have most of it.”

“I am so afraid of disappointing the people I love, I often forget that I am someone I love too. And I need kindness just as much as I believe the people I love do.”

try not to lie