ten years later, i still don't know if time can heal them all.
"he left last night and i cannot breath - i cannot taste - i cannot see - i cannot stand.
... i had no idea it would be so bad - we cried the whole day - we smoked drugs to try and laugh - and when we stood at the bus - he held me and sobbed - reached in his pocket and handed me the necklace he wears every single day - from his nonna - he pushes it into my palm and screams into my ear - "i swear to god i will come for this" - he leaves me without once looking into my eyes and it is so much worse than i thought it would be. Pablo puts his arms around me to try to stop my shaking - and i do not stop for an hour standing there in the fucking Gala lobby.
... time can heal all wounds?"
-- n.nigro (2004)
how lucky we are to have love