What was it like to love her? asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered. And
that brought me back into the life in a flash.
What was it like to be loved in return?
It was like being seen after a perpetual
darkness, I replied. To be heard after long
time of silence.
What was it like to lose her? asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded.
It was like hearing every good bye I have
heard in my life- said all at once.