Do you know there are spaces open and wide?
Believe me, there are days longer than nights
And you will be happy the minute you try
So won't you try?
--The joy in forgetting/The joy in acceptance, Bright Eyes
I had the first line of those lyrics inscribed on the iPod I gave you one Christmas, which you promptly lost. But who was I kidding. Days longer than nights? Never for me. Did I instill in you this sadness you couldn't bear? You tried to be stoic, but you were too exuberant. Not like me. I can trudge like this forever.
But you said:
"Everybody wants to go forever. I just want to burn up hard and bright."
That you did. That you did.