To convey in any existing language how I miss you isn’t possible. It would be like blue trying to describe the ocean. - Mary-Louise Parker

We all miss you something fierce, those of us who wouldn't exist had you not kept walking when an ordinary person would have fallen to their knees. To convey in any existing language how I miss you isn't possible. It would be like blue trying to describe the ocean.

We are the custodians of people’s memories You

I went on tiptoe to whisper to you while you nodded and answered back like we'd been talking for hours. It must have been impossible to tell from the outside who in our dance was leading who, or to hear that bell that rang for our ears only, telling us when to stop.