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For the most part, you don't hold the people you love in your heart because they rescued you from drowning or pulled you from a burning house. Mostly you hold them in your heart because they save you, in a million quiet and perfect ways, from being alone.
"Pareidolia. One of my favorite words. It's when your mind sees pattern you recognize where there isn't one. Like seeing a face in the moon. Or shapes in clouds."
Grief is weird. It seems to come in these waves out of nowhere.
"Funny how people move through this world leaving little pieces of their story with the people they meet, for them to carry. Makes you wonder what'd happen if all those people put their puzzle pieces together."