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The world at my fingertips. Because of you.
A quip on the tip of my tongue. Because of you.
A mind craving a challenge. Because of you.
So understated, unassuming, quiet.
Your presence may seem like background noise
But, my god.
The silence is deafening
Then again, you are not background noise, are you?
You never were.
You are not.
You are that gentle whisper in the night
Even when I caused you restless torment
You are the earnest bass line under the cacophony of the rhythm
Plucking at heartstrings
You are the heartbeat that carries on no matter what.
You are, you are, you are
You knew the meaning of the word long before you could translate it
Distilled it from your memories to pour into my cup
Hoping that is the only taste of it I will ever get
You forged your own path with your heart beating strong
You are, you are, you are.
There are no pretty metaphors to describe you.
No flowery similes.
You shrug off all attempts to be boxed in
I only pray that your heartbeat lives on
And rings in the ears of all.
“I am, I am, I am…”
“This is the only thing I’ve ever had any faith in…
Grace, I know you carry us
Grace, and it was such a mess
Grace, I don’t say it enough
Grace, you are so loved…”
– ‘Grace‘ by Florence + the Machine