Grief is just love you couldn't give them

I used to know a lady sweet as could be who liked collecting leaves. Fall was her favorite time of year because she loved watching the leaves change color and when they fell she could collect them. She moved away a while ago, I dont know what she is up to but I think about her all the time and I hope she is doing okay. I still remember my childhood best friend’s birthday. One time they were hurt that I couldn’t remember it so I spent years making sure I remembered it and now I can barely remember my friends that I talk to daily’s birthdays but I remember my childhood best friends birthday

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