If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say “But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today.
Iain S. ThomasI keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I’ve sent you letters that were only ever written in my mind.
Iain S. ThomasSometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.
Iain S. ThomasMots clés i-wrote-this-for-you
Yet you still value the things you’ve lost the most. Because the things you’ve lost are still perfect in your head. They never rusted. They never broke. They are made of the memories you once had, which only grow rosier and brighter, day by day. They are made of the dreams of how wonderful things could have been and must never suffer the indignity of actually still existing. Of being real. Of having flaws. Of breaking and deteriorating. Only the things you no longer have will always be perfect.
Iain S. ThomasAnd when I asked you how you’d been, I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before.
Iain S. ThomasThe conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have.
Iain S. ThomasYou cannot kill me here. Bring your soldiers, your death, your disease, your collapsed economy because it doesn’t matter, I have nothing left to lose and you cannot kill me here. Bring the tears of orphans and the wails of a mother’s loss, bring your God damn air force and Jesus on a cross, bring your hate and bitterness and long working hours, bring your empty wallets and love long since gone but you cannot kill me here. Bring your sneers, your snide remarks and friendships never felt, your letters never sent, your kisses never kissed, cigarettes smoked to the bone and cancer killing fears but you cannot kill me here. For I may fall and I may fail but I will stand again each time and you will find no satisfaction. Because you cannot kill me here.
Iain S. ThomasMots clés i-wrote-this-for-you
you weren't mine to begin with.
Iain S. ThomasMots clés i-wrote-this-for-you
Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are
Iain S. ThomasMots clés life-lessons
But life isn't something that should be edited. Life shouldn't be cut. The only way you'll ever discover what it truly means to be alive and human is by sharing the full experience of what it means to be human and each blemish and freckle that comes with it.
Iain S. ThomasMots clés life humanity imperfection
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