"These memories flashed through my mind as I continued to drive. We had realized my sister was gone maybe around 8 in the morning or so, but she had most likely been gone for hours at that point. Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered how the ambulance couldn’t have helped my sister hours after the fact. They were too late. Too late. Too. Late."
He deserved every ounce of my effort to work on that, he deserved every word that came into my mind that I wanted to share but didn’t, and he deserved all the love and effort I failed to give him.
"The earth has music for those who listen." - Shakespeare
The correct selection of words
The message of it all
The snapshots of my memory
The feelings to recall
This is my life put into words
This is me fighting
This is a help for those in need
This is my writing