May 31st, 2008 at 10:39pm
And I beg you, I beg God, for you to come back. Because this little girl misses her dad, and her daddy misses his husband, and we’re both just so tired of this horrible sadness washing over us. It doesn’t seem fair, it doesn’t seem right.
That smite me the most. You have such a captivating style of writing which makes everyone so indulged into this. I loved every aspect cast to this, and every aim you divulge as you render the same ideal and conceptualismic mantra over again. It stole me, and it will steal everyone else.
I'm not quite sure about the fire. I get it representing fear, but was Gerard cremated, or did he die in a fire? is what I was left wondering. Or was the fire simply an analogy, or metaphor?
My favorite lines:
Blazing orange and red, and a little bit of black to mix in.
Dreams just aren’t enough.
And they never really can be, can they? Because the fact will always remain that it is just that--a dream.
We both hate it now. We hate the smell of burning leaves, we hate bonfires, we hate it all.
Something about this line just hit me. It's a realization of how things can affect people, how things seemingly inconsequential have meaning.