[Her life is probably best described as a break in the silence. The disruption of something beautiful or tragic, burdened by purpose and duty. No rest. No quiet, shared pauses. Just the unrelenting march forward.]

I guess it's hard to explain to people who didn't know him without it sounding... wrong. I don't know how to describe him the way I knew him.

[Even if their time was so, so short.]

I don't know how to talk about him in a way that says who he was, not what he did.