When they were talking about
how the main character should die,
I wish I had said,
“She can die.
But let’s chose an ending with life.”

When he said,
“My memory is boring.”
I wish I had said,
“Every memory is important.
It’s part of who you are.”

When you said,
“My father died the day before Christmas.”
I said,
“I am so sorry. That is a very sad memory.”
And I wish that I could have hugged you,
and told you that you are luminescent.
That your love of happy endings is one I share.
That your willingness to join in makes you wonderful.
That I will never forget your face –
so kind, so eager, so
full of life.