The Clamor Fades

Everyone in this world is terribly busy. It's an eternal law—people can be ignored, but time cannot.

Why do you get so anxious? Must you always be talking?—I call my own mother once a month, does that mean I don't love her?—I suppose I'm not explaining this well.

I've never been the kind to give anyone my time like this; it's simply not in my nature. Besides, you know how noise weakens people? I want you to be brave, to hold yourself together with an iron grip, brave enough...brave enough to keep yourself alive.

I don't have much I need to claim for myself—I've told you already...I'm here for you, I will be until death. Don't harbor a single doubt in your heart. People can live without love, but not without dreams. Perhaps today you want to live holding onto me, but truthfully, this dream alone—this is what has kept you alive, kept us both alive.

I break too, I just don't tell you—you're still so young, you haven't yet walked through life's hardest passages, don't cast life away so lightly...listen to me on this.

I want so badly to tell you—I love you terribly, deeply.